Well it’s September, and the weather is still really muggy. Mom is coming down with a cold or something Dad had to go back to work and me, well I’m just vegging.
Other than a tussle with my sissy once in awhile, things have really quieted down. Mom’s is making sounds about holiday’s coming, but I don’t know what that means.I think there is some kind of walk this weekend but mom needs to call big Doc and check for sure.
Here is one of those smiles. Who could resist that face.
This was one evening when we went to run on the beach. You can’t tell, but the sky matched Camille’s shirt. The sun matches her smile, so when she is around you can’t loose.
Oh now this is one of Quigley’s favorite pictures. It is one of the crab’s he caught. Dad actually took that from him. I don’t know, sometimes dad has a really mean streak.
And this, this is after our long car ride home. We were both really good, slept the whole way. Don’t know if it was because we were exhausted from all our fun and security work (you know taking care of Camille and making sure all the 4 tall ones were where they belonged) or the calming pills they gave to me. Anyway, we got home safe and sound. Did a cursory run around the yard, a quick check of the house and this is where Quigley ended up. Asleep on a box.
The beach police said that we could run free, after 5 in the afternoon and before 9 in the morning. Shelli made dad let us go. And go we did.
We ran so fast that the camera couldn’t even catch our action. We ran as far as we could, as fast as we could and then made mom and dad proud by coming back when called.We needed a rest after the multiple runs we made.
Did you know that there are millions of crabs in the sand? And if you are very fast and very smart and have a really good nose, you can dig them up.
And if you are smart enough to do it when no one is looking, you can eat them. (My crab breath finally went away yesterday)
Being free is a wonderful thing. A lady we met with a big beautiful poodle named Susie, said, “a dog on the beach deserves to be free.”
We stayed close, to the two leggers, to each other and never got wet once. Boy are we smart.
We played hard both in the night when we were free.
We got to play with Camille and Shelli on the beach. Camille was a big help to mom and dad as she was very good at walking us.
Don’t let her size fool you, she knows what she is doing. I got a little excited at one point and she held her ground and never let me go. She kept me safe the whole time.
I think she was trying to trick us tho, we liked going where she went, but we weren’t having that water stuff. Once was enough. Did you know that when the water goes out the sand does too? And your feet seem to sink. Didn’t like that.
Now she is talking dad into going with her too. She sure is persuasive.
Quigley knew what to do. Love up to her mom and he didn’t have to do anything he didn’t want too. What a kiss up…………….
Now we know why mom always smiles when she says this word. Wow what a place. It has it’s own kind of dirt. Not dark and hard like in our back yard. It’s soft and warm, fluffy in parts and cool and wet in others.
And then there is the water. Tons and tons of it. Sometimes it was really warm and sometimes cold, no wonder we got confused. Mom is crazy, she loved standing in it, letting it come up and get her all wet and sandy. It made her laugh.
It made us run away….we seem to be a little smarter than she is.
Rob and Shelli know how to travel, look they brought an umbrella and chairs and stuff for us to lay on. We even had our own water while we were there. It was cool and hot at the same time, how does that happen? Oh what a place………………..
Our little girl’s name is Camille, a little confusing for all of us, as I think that is mom’s name too. But she is the MOST beautiful little thing we have ever seen. Skin like silk, and the bluest of blue eyes. We got in trouble sometimes as she loved pretending she is a puppy named Buster. When she did that we wanted to run and play with her like we do each other, but mom squelched that for sure.