Beach Buoy was up just after 4 a.m.
When it was time he drove to work to hand over some keys and information.
Borrowed Dog and Another Dog came too.
Typically a full Sun sunrise had taken place as he drove down Tees Road.
Beach Buoy and the dogs, stepped onto the beach at 7 a.m. as the buzzer he had left behind blew unheard.
It was sunny and mild.
The slightest of breezes from he west was pleasantly fresh.
Four people sat near a bonfire on the beach.
The three dogs that once were four passed by.
They just play follow the leader...
They followed the leader.
The tide was way out.
Plenty of room for the early morning folk.
Beach Buoy could hear whistling up in the dunes.
Once at the top of the big slope, he could see a man in the dunes below.
It was a lost dog stance, a lost dog whistle.
Beach Buoy and the dogs headed to Stubborn Dog Stack.
To be continued 🤦
