Sunday, April 17, 2005

I should have taken my camera; Jack and Nick and I took Mocha to Dash Point beach today, and she was pretty hilarious. (She is currently sleeping EXTREMELY DEEPLY at my feet, snoring away.)
She ran for about 2-hours straight...elapsed time in "Seabiscuit mode" was about an hour. Much of that activity involved running straight at us like a bullet--a terrifying sight. She nailed me once, Nick a couple of times and a little boy name Khalil once. Khalil goes to school w/the boys--he's probably in 2nd or 3rd grade. Nice little kid--it felt like it was his first time of the beach, he was asking me what everything was. "What's this?" "A sand dollar." "What's this?" "The shell of a crab." "What's this?" "A clam." I told him all about the little creatures that used to live in these shells, and he seemed fascinated. His Dad was there, but was off collecting driftwood or something, so Khalil hung with us for a while.
We also saw TWO eagles!! (Or, the same one twice, can't be sure.) And we started a collection of sea glass.
We had to hose Mocha down and dry her off when we got home. She was very good about it, I was quite surprised.

2 comments:

Doug said...

Again, a well written essay, however, the lack of pictures drops your grade to a B+.

Anonymous said...

Reminds me of when we took Clay, the big brown dog who hated men, to Bodega Bay on St. Patrick's Day one year when Bill was elsewhere. He rode in the back seat with Sam and managed not to bite him. But once we got there--on leash, by law, which I held with some trepidation because I was recuperating from a torn ACL--Clay turned into another animal. He waited patiently for me, then when released to go musseling with Sam on a huge rock out in the ocean, became his best buddy. But inland he turned back into his old self. And you're not in school any more, so forget the grades--it's content that counts! ~~The Editor