Thanks Bluto... Skipper is my First Mate and Social Secretary.
At a certain point one realizes she is invisible. I suspect is was after fifty though perhaps forty was the cut-off. Without Skipper no one sees me. With her, well, folks talk to me.
I was particularly frightened when she splashed. There is a bull shark that lives under the boats here so I worried! The diver said it was "friendly" and he just shoves it aside to scrape.
Bull shark, splashing distressed dog... well, it could have been traumatic and ugly. I am fortunate this time.
And Skipper will be wearing her life preserver when she steps outside the boat.
She used to float higher when she was younger/less plump. She's up to five pounds according to the vet. I believe that has affected her ability to float.