Last night's walk was pretty uneventful, except for when we ended up stopping and talking to a very nice lady with four little kids. It was so sweet; Gizmo ended up sprawled out on his side, with all of them petting his head and body and feet and tail. He was just wagging his tail wildly, and doing the doggy-grin where his tongue hangs out. Little guy looked like he was in heaven!
Today, the new family for one of our baby chinchillas (we breed them) came over to see their new pet, and to spend the afternoon swimmming in our pool. Gizmo was friendly and social, and spent most of the day watching everyone play and swim from the comfort of on top of his slide.
At one point, I put on a suit and tried to coax him into the water (our pool has steps), just to see what he would do. He came close, sank one foot into the wetness, then screamed and threw himself hard into reverse, ran to the back door, and started pawing to be let in.
Well, turns out that when he went backwards that hard,he pulled one of his front legs out of it's place in the harness, so he was wearing the whole thing wonky. It took a while for me to get him calmed down enough to fix it.
Guess someone's told him that I drown foxes in the pool. I bet it was one of our cats.