Sigh. Life is so tough. |
We did all the fun things we usually did at the beach, like swimming (Mum comes in the water with us! It isn't that deep, Zeke can swim, I can swim in big waves, and Mum gets about waist-high in the water) climbing Lookout Rock, and rolling in the sand. Well, only I did that last one.
I had to do some more boring stuff as well, like sit, drop and come, and I got chicken for doing well. After the beach, Mum sits me on a green box up on the grass and dries me with a special dog towel. She stops a lot to wring water out of the towel. Eventually, she proclaims me dry enough to get in the car, then we drive home!
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