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Sunday, 14 September 2025

14, SEPTEMBER 2025. SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL.


Another Dog stayed at home.
Beach Buoy arrived at 6-39 a.m.
From the Esplanade, he could the sunrise and Team One Black Ear heading south.


He headed to the beach.
The Sunrise was wonderful.


There was a fresh breeze from the south west.


They tide was a canny way out.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.


Beach Buoy walked southwards along the water's edge.


A Ship left the river behind.

A fresh breeze blew from the west.

A Dog called Betty came to say hello.

Team One Black Ear were up ahead.

Milo, their borrowed dog ran to Beach Buoy six times.
Each visit he dropped a blue and orange ball at Beach Buoy's feet.
He threw the ball each time.


Milo ran to sit in the sea.

Beach Buoy and Team One Black Ear chatted.

As they did so, the Lady with a red coat and a brown dog passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning."


7-19.
"Morning Mate."
He patted 
THE
stones.
Beach Buoy added five suitable stones.


He had a stand and think.
Dasher, the Muzzled Dog came up to the stack.
Team Muzzled Dog followed.
They chatted.
A Random Dog appeared.
Dennis.
His random owner wasn't far behind.
They all chatted.

Beach Buoy headed back to the beach.


Back to the Village.


It was a gorgeous morning.
He faffed on taking photographs

 








He wandered onto the sea front.







Back to the Van,

BEACH BUOY.