Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.
They arrived at 1-51 p.m.
It was overcast and mild.
The sea was in far enough to have claimed the Seaton Carew Wreck.
A man in Wellington Boots and a wooly hat matched towards Beach Buoy as if he had something to say.
He didn't.
He went and stood in Beach trapped water as if to test the quality of his wellingtons?
A toddler toddled by the water's edge as his Dad talked on his phone.
To the south, a lady was looking at her phone.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog climbed the big slope. LP
"Afternoon Mate."
It was 2-21.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on the well-worn plank with plenty of rust.
He was tired.
He'd had around three hours sleep last night and pretty much the same for about a week.
The sound of the breaking waves almost sent him to sleep.
Once again, a pop-up tent would have been ideal.
It was so peaceful.
Beach Buoy checked the beach below.
"See you mate."
They slipped down onto the beach.
They headed south.
"Is it a Lhasa Appso?"
asked a lady with a dark grey Lhasa Appso.
They chatted about the stubborness of the breed.
They went their separate ways.
A couple with two dogs came along.
"Is it a Lhasa Appso?"
asked the man.
"Ours are Maltipoos" said his Partner
They went their separate ways
A Doddle Dog called Penny did run over to say hello.
They had a very slow walk home
Why rush?
BEACH BUOY.
