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| 6-40 pm As Beach Buoy had entered the Car Park, a wall of orange- clad joggers headed his way, they passed safely and headed off on their "Fun" run. A two Dog night tonight. A hazy night. A warm night. Wild Sea. The Little Tern watchers were on duty. A little dog chased a Seagull and would maybe would have caught it if he had remembered to bring his Jet-pack.. |
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| The haze cleared for a while. Three Black Labradors ran to the water's edge as one. They saw Beach Buoy and the two dogs and headed their way. They looked like a three-headed monster with twelve legs and three wagging tails. Beach Buoy's mates saw them off. It seemed like a November Sea in July. |
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| Baby Seal.... Beach Buoy... |
