About a month ago John was in the bath when I heard him shout. I ran in to see what the fuss was and apparently Winston had managed to jump in, landing right on top of a very surprised John. This is no mean feat - we have a very large bathtub so we have no idea how he managed to jump over the wall.
Today I lifted him in. He loves it. He spends his time swimming around (because his legs don’t reach the bottom) and splashing in the corners.
The only downside is that he drinks about 5 gallons of water. Which means 5 gallons of water have to come out the other end. I had the enjoyable experience of having him pee on me and the couch this evening.
