Wednesday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at 6-19.
The 7 a.m. club and Scruffy's Mam were at the top of the beach access ramp.
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
They headed south.
The tide was a canny way out.
There was a breeze from the south west.
The Sun was wonderful.
Beach Buoy chatted to Ream One Black Ear before heading to Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Morning mate."
IT was 7-01.
Beach Buoy added the five stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He topped up the wildlife water bowl.
He gad a sit and think on the driftwood plank with plenty of rust.
He just unwound.
Some days he could sit all day.
Ruby on the other hand...
"See you mate."
They headed back.
Sand Martins swooped.
The man who once had four dogs went by with three.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Team Muzzled |Dog were next.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Mr.Gunn/Lunn and Excellent Dog Alfie were next.
They chatted.
Beach Buoy headed to the beach access ramp.
The tide had receded.
The wreck was on show.
BEACH BUOY.
