The sun is rising. Everything is still. You slide your paddle board into the water, and Fido instinctively jumps on. You paddle out in your own little world. There's not a soul on the water. And yet, despite the stillness, Fido thinks he sees a squirrel, shifts his weight quickly, you lose your balance, and in slow motion you plummet into the water--an unplanned, but not completely unwanted dip. You smile, get back on the board and paddle on. Wet clothes will dry, so really there's nothing to be upset about.