On our way home from the lake yesterday, the humans announced that they'd been traumatized by my swimming and seriously needed a drink to "recover". I don't know what THEY had to be traumatized about. I mean, all they did was stand on the shore and yell (and take pictures of me drowning). I'm the one who nearly slept with the fishes!
But whatever. Humans can be weird. What I really think happened is someone spotted signs for a winery and needed an excuse to stop and have a taste. Still, visiting a vineyard sounded like fun. I'd never tasted wine before and thought I deserved a "recovery" drink too. But my human said no way - grapes can kill.
She explained that wine is made from grapes and grapes can be dangerous - even lethal - to dogs. Grapes kill?? Who knew.
I'm really glad my human knew about the trouble with grapes. I'm not ready to have a third near-death experience anytime soon.