Goofyernmost
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We must have had the same mother, except she was so terrified that she would practically faint if my sister and I got in water up to our knees. So we never learned how to swim. The military taught me during basic training by simply throwing me into the 12 foot deep end of the pool. Surprisingly, I learned how to swim, or at least float, rather quickly. I'm not sure I ever could have made it back if I couldn't have seen the shore, but, enough to keep my head above water for a long time.
I had a 24 foot above ground pool when my girls were young. The spent their summers in that pool and went to 4H camp where they both were able to swim across a small lake (about a half mile from one side to the other and back). If my Mother was visiting us when the girls were in the pool she would practically have a heart attack especially when they would do hand stands in the pool with their feet sticking out above water.
She was too spunky for a Katie. Her new name is Gidget. She is the black and white kitten sleeping between the storage bins. They are doing so great. They seem to love their new found freedom. Shelter animals are the best.
