Friday, November 20, 2009
I am a beach dog!
Mom wanted to pick up some driftwood after the nor'easter, so we took a little trip to Sandbridge Beach. We went to Little Island Park, which is almost in North Carolina. I love this park because there is usually no one around and I get to run off leash! There was a lot of trash on the beach and a bunch of decaying stuff, so I had tons of new smells to investigate. There were a few live conchs washed up and I really wanted to roll on them, but Dad threw them back in the ocean. I would rather play on the beach than anywhere else, so I guess that makes me a beach dog!