It was a hot September day. I had just picked up my new rescue dog, Khloee, from the boarding facility she was abandoned at. (You can read more of that story here). I was so incredibly excited about this new ball of fluff in my life, that I just had to go show my mom! After all, Wynston had been my only dog for 2.5 years. My little Khloee was a mere 7lbs when I brought her to my mom’s for the first time at three months old. Boy was Khloee rambuncious. She was full of energy and personality. But then there was that moment. We walked into the backyard where my newly rescued fluff ball quickly discovered the pool. She also noticed the yellow ducky chlorine holder that was floating around…and then it happened. [Read more…]