For the last couple of days, I’ve been fly fishing for steelhead in the far north of California. Today was nasty, with wet snow transitioning to rain and back all morning. Everything was going great until Titus, who sometimes lets his eagerness override anything resembling caution, scrambled onto a floating log and ended up fully submerged in fast moving, near freezing water. I managed to wrestle him onto the bank, where he started shivering and couldn’t stop. We hiked back to the car, nearly two miles, he was shivering throughout. I dried him and swaddled him in my spare fleece and blankets but it took nearly nintey minutes to warm him up. At one point, I had to hug him in an attempt to stop the shivering. He’s fine now but it was pretty scary there for a while. Alarm is set for 6 AM. Back at it tomorrow!