Are you going to throw it?

Come on, hurry up, just throw the frisbee!

It is not time to go!

Leaving the beach is the hardest thing. When the day is done, most of us have to drag or carry our dogs off the beach. Reminds me of when I was little , my parents had at least one screaming child to carry at the end of the day at the beach.

Greetings at the beach

I can spend hours just watching dogs greet each other. They gallop up to each other, take a sniff , then either they have found a new friend to romp with or they leave looking for for the perfect playmate.