Making the most of an empty afternoon beach, I decided to take Skittles (my english cocker spaniel) and Schubert (my miniature schnauzer) down for some midday fun.
We never intended to get into the water, perhaps just let them off the leash and run to their hearts content.
But something in my head said, "damn it, lets just do it", so fully clothed, I followed Scubert to the waters edge.
While he halted there, I continued to walk in.
Skittles really bemused looked at me as if asking me if she was expected to follow in.
All it took was a little "skittles come come come" and her gundog instinct took over. And she frolicked around, jumping and skipping the rush of waves, throughly enjoying herself.
Terriers don't have a particular affinity towards water and it was so evident. While he wanted to join in the fun, the waves just made him uncomfortable. However he slowly lost his inhibition and ventured a few steps in.
A rotten baby coconut provided us with plenty of entertainment and it became quite obvious that it was the the object of desire this afternoon.
So we spent a good amount of time under the scorching sun, prancing around like sea horses and gathering a crowd of some bemused onlookers who had nothing better to do (why else would they even be on the beach at 1pm?)
Lots of chasing
Lots of Running
Lots of missed opportunities
and buckets of saline water tucked away in my double-coated dogs later
we headed home
all good things must come to an end, our wonderful afternoon ended with my newly purchased turbo hair dryer.
But what a marvelous day!!
