They say that you learn something new every day. Today, I did. Today, I learned that one should never take one's Banjo fishing. The canine kind of Banjo, that is.
Out of sight is not out of mind. Seemingly, I was the only thing he could think about; even, when I was in sight. I made him comfortable, gave him salmon snacks (and who doesn't like salmon snacks!), told him I loved him, and, while holding his head in my hands, guided his gaze, assuring that I would be --- right -- over -- there --------> see....?
No. No, in fact, he did not see. He did not understand why he was tied to a tree. Or, why I was holding a long pointy object in my hand and why on earth was I so close to the water? He seemed worried, his ears cocked sideways, "that looks dangerous." He barked me back into view.
He is needy, that dog.