Bump on a log…

July 17, 2009

geez, I am exhausted!


Fritzi: First I ran on the beach in the morning. Had to dig a few holes, some pretty deep, lot of work, to see if I can reach China. Then we went for a car ride. I made it without getting sick, but it was close.

Then I was introduced to a lot of other dogs at a pretty cool place. Some were annoying little puppies that fell all over each other to meet me. Cute, my mom thought, but, of course I had to show them that I am a big boy now. After I moped a bit that my mommy left me there, I played and ran and played and played with the big dogs.

Now we are back at the beach again. I didn’t want to sit on that stupid log, she made me do it.

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Why is ocean water fun?

July 10, 2009

… and rain is not?

Fritzi: I know it’s a gui-duck shell, but I let her pretend it’s a frisbie.
Wet, sandy, dirty, running Fritzi
When it was raining Fritzi looked like drowned rat… wet, head down, ears droopy, shivering slightly, not amused. But, go on the beach and throw a beach frisbie into the water, there’s no hesitation to get wet.

I am starting to suspect that he only gets that wet, salty and sandy because he wants to be enveloped into a towel and dried off all over. He loves that.

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