Lake Rodney We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun

He was inches away from leaping once more in to the crisp water, ready to disturb the peace on a moment's notice; but then a call rose up from behind him and Dingo tripped up. He caught himself just as he began to leap, did a little bunny  hop, and then plunged his paws down; he wasn't a great distance from the boulder which was his diving board when he was caught by surprise, so he ended up flattening himself belly-first against it. This caused him to wind himself and then comically slip in to the lake, where he struggled for a few seconds.

What the shit! What the -- I'm drowning! Dingo shrieked and called, tasting the lake water in his mouth as it swept across him. He flailed to try and stay up, and the sensation his limbs brought to the lake (of driving the water over his own face) made him panic more and more. He gasped I can't - he sputtered - die like - and then his body seemed to right itself, flopping over to allow the boy the ability to stand up on his paws — which happened to only be up to his ankles - like this. Oh. His belly ached and his heart was full of ebbing panic, but Dingo realized as he got to his feet that he was safe the whole time. Well lookit that, he murmured, incredulous.