Yesterday was the 4th, obviously, and we went up to Sausalito and hung out in the sun with Jan and Cassie and her friends and kids. It was HOT and hot... first I met them down at a taco shop and got a yummy shrimp taco, and Sandy got lots of attention, and barked just a little, and stood up on the fence looking cute and annoying as ever.
Then Austin, the 8 or 9 yr old walked Sandy, or rather, Sandy pulled him up the street and off to the "beach" we went... it was more like a sand-bar, a kayak launch pad, sandwiched between two harbor docks. The sand was scalding hot and after about 10 minutes of standing out there by the shore, tossing the ball and squirrel thing to Sandy while Jan and Austin dug in the water, I had had enough sun... then Cassie and what's her face came with beer and they moved us into the shade of the dock... a good choice, that's for sure. Sandy was driving me nuts, grabbing cookies and sandwiches from picnics, obviously having the same effect on Jan since he kept controlling her more than I was, and after a time he had a bit of a dog-whisperer moment or two with her... funny. There were a few dogs who came along and played, some real good swimmers and ball chasers! I kept trying to get her to swim out to grab her squirrel, and she pussed out over and over again, and girls in their suits would swim out to get it and Sandy'd gingerly grab it from their hands... silly girl! As we were leaving after ~5 hours of beachin, I took her fish butt out to the dock where there was a hose attached near the boats, and I sprayed her down, always entertaining... And then, she lost her clumsy footing, and kerplop! into the bay she went! HA! so NOW you can swim, when you're forced to, silly pup! She had a look on her face, like holy shit how do I get out of this mess! She kept going back and forth, until I grabbed her by the legs and hauled her up onto the dock again, at which point she immediately started chasing the hose again, completely forgotten the fact that she was just SWIMMING in who knows how deep water...
Hah.
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