Mr.B under dock

Today after dinner we had a strong emotion: As we were cleaning up after dinner my daughter came running on the dock calling Eddie. Mr.B, our resident westy dog, had, once more, fallen in the river and was stuck under the dock. We all ran out, I carried the flashlight, and we got him just on time. So we dried Mr.B with a couple of towels, and then used the hair dryer to finish the job. Now the reason why he fell is of course because he was chasing our resident Parisian kitty, Moustique, whom Mr.B has been loving for more than 3 years now without being given any encouragement. So whether it was an accident or if Mr.B tried to commit suicide out of despair, is still to be determined.