July 6. Beach. Notice the long sleeves, jeans, and general appearance of cold. This is Northern California.
We took Marti to the beach for the first time a couple of weeks ago. It was maybe one of the least relaxing "should be relaxing" type of events. Pugs were allowed, but not off leash, so I had to maintain constance vigilance to make sure Marti didn't jump in the ocean, terrorize small children or eat sand and seaweed. I wasn't able to stop the ingestion of sand. She probably ate a cup of the stuff.
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2 comments:
I love that photo. Too precious.
Awe, look how cute you and Martina look on the beach!
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