Sorry for the delay of blog updates, I had a slight paw injury that prevented me from typing, but everything is better now.
After our day out in the country Mom and Dad took me back to Whidbey Island.
I've got this ferry riddin' thing down. Saltwater breeze, the echos of my howls, seagulls flying by....ahhh this is the life.
Trottin' along, I'm one happy dog.
Out for a stroll, walking down the beach.
Really guys, can we just move over here?
Don't worry, I got it! Gulp, too much salt water. Ugh, that didn't feel good later.
I see it, I see it. I'll get the ball, just one sec.
Hi Dad, I love you too.
Throw it, throw it (into the water please!)
Sea life. I think I stepped on lots of starfish. They were stuck to everything. Then dad picked up a live crab with my chuck-it and tossed it out to sea. He forgot that the chuck-it is for my ball and my ball only because I chase everything that gets tossed out of it. I almost had crab for dinner.
Just me and Mom walking the beach. I loved walking through the water. Who would have thought, me, and arctic dog likes the ocean? Crazy.
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