Even on a cold,
grey,
windy
February day,
Whidbey Dog
wants to go to the beach.
We waited till the tide was really low, which means a wide, sandy beach to run and play on. The barnacle rocks were upshore,
and the sandy sand at waters edge was wide open.
I'm not cold! I'm not cold! Let's run!
Is that my ball? Let's find out!
