I spent one summer trying to convince Pearl that swimming was good.
She did not belive me.
However, it prooved to be a notable test of her loyalty. I could convince her to come in the water and swim too me when I called her.
She'd give me a dirty look, step off the bank like she was stepping into a pool of hot acid, swim too me, and then try to climb into my arms.
I decided that the effort was futile and the claw marks where too painful to bother with continuing.