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Another Day At The Beach

Things seemed to be going a lot smoother on the beach today. Sunny warm skies, no wind... still loads of sand every where (as you may notice on my snout), but way more fun than the last time.



This is mom protecting me from Boogie and Sharkie (every now and again...)



Sharkie often tried to chase me, but I was way fast enough to out-run her. Just watch my new moves, well thought through.



You gotta watch and see how I managed to out-manouvre her! at first I pretend to go right, then I do a swerve to the left, do a slight dive down, and I'm home free...



... uh, untill we decided to get busy again. I dont know why, but I sure luuuurve digging holes. This hole was just perfect for us all to play in.



Sharkie has this thing with rocks. I still want to figure out why she loves them so much.



I would love to be as fit and happy as Sharkie one day. Boogie is a bit old by now, but Sharkie loves the beach. It just one adventure to the next for her.

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Such a lovely beach. I'm sure the three of you will have lovely times there playing together. J x
Beach beach beach beach beach beach

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