Tuesday.
Ruby came too.
After yesterday's vet disaster, Another Dog aka Ruby seemed actually keen to go out.
The tide has just turned from high.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple and Team One Black Ear were up ahead.
Back towards the Village all looked to be quiet.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
They walked the water's edge
Two Ships traded places.
Beach Buoy chatted to Team One Black Ear.
Milo had lost yet another ball.
Beach Buoy reached into his beach bag.
Another beach-found ball was produced.
It was a basketball 🏀 design but the size of a tennis ball.
"Thanks Paul."
Milo.
Team One Black Ear's Borrowed Dog.
He must miss the freedom of the beach so much when he returns to street walks.
He was happy to have a ball to chase.
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Driftwood.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
Sit and think.
Sit and think.
THE MOVIE.
Off way out into the open sea.
Wish you where here?
The tide was heading out.
Beach Buoy stopped to chat to the man with the black dog.
"Morning."
"Morning, knew l shouldn't have put me coat on." said the man with a coat does over his arm.
Back to the van.
BEACH BUOY.
