There is nothing better than Friday morning at the dog beach. Emma whines in joy as we pull into the lot. A negative tide means there is a lot of beach to explore and many stranded slimy things to nibble.
Bleary eyed owners clutch their coffee as dogs romp in the surf and the sun burns off the sea fog. Emma found a white lab that was an exact age and energy match and the two spent the morning playing tag and body checking one another.
Two Aussies, levitating above the sand in a game of chase. Emma is the goober in the back.