We're back baby.
With yesterday's sign off from the vet and a beautiful afternoon, the dogs and I hit the beach for a long awaited run today. In truth only those with four legs and a habit of sniffing the bums of their "friends" were running.
My job was to throw the ball occasionally and pick up poo. I also had to rescue Winkle when a couple of larger dogs decided to pick on her. She was not impressed but came away unscathed. The owners of the other dogs did try to step in but it was good luck more than anything that prevented Winkle from being injured. Generally she's pretty fearless but she was clearly rattled today. Kodak wasn't rushing to her aid which is probably a good thing because an all-in brawl isn't what anyone wants.
The owners were very apologetic and put their dogs back on the lead after it happened but that was a bit akin to closing the barn door after the horse has bolted.
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