Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
It was 6-20 a.m.
A motorcyclist sat on the sand out of your shoes bench.
His helmet and motorcycle were nearby.
"Morning."
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Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
It was overcast.
The tide was well in.
Beach Buoy collected five stones that were suitable.
There was a breeze from the west.
It wasn't warm.
It wasn't cold.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were way to the north.
The 7 a.m. club and Team One Black Ear stood chatting.
A Lone Gull stood in the shallows like a day tripper.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple passed by.
The 7 a.m. club came along.
It was a bush hat and two dog day.
They chatted before going their own way.
The lady with a red coat and a brown dog headed south.
Beach Buoy and Another continued south.
Team One Black Ear approached.
The two dogs ran to Beach Buoy.
Milo, the Borrowed Black Labrador dropped his ball at Beach Buoy's feet.
Beach Buoy made a fuss of Hugo, the dog with one black ear.
Beach Buoy threw the ball.
They chatted.
They went their separate ways.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the low level route.
It seemed like Sand Martins were coming to welcome them.
7-13.
"Morning Mate."
He added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He topped up the wildlife water bowl.
He sat on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
From the vantage point he watch an unusually rough sea on such an otherwise calm day.
He watched as a Gull air-surfed it's way north, just above braking waves.
Not to be outdone, Sand Martins flew by the sea too.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach below.
Mr. Gunn/Lunn approached from the north.
It was Thursday, so Basil was part of the team today too.
They chatted.
Excellent Dog Alfie was made a fuss of.
Basil was a little too friendly, a bit full on for Ruby.
They went their separate ways.
