And Mom took me to the beach to start the day.
Check this out. I’m a Wave Jumper!
Sometimes, I think I can make the Air Kong move on its own. My mind is very strong. You will obey me.
Fly, Air Kong, fly!
It’s good to be a California dog.
I love it when I can get out and run.
Running makes me hot and I have to pant a lot. Mom says I must have eaten one of the Weasley’s Ton Tongue Toffees.
See how nicely my neck hair is growing back? I get lots of compliments these days.
The only bad part about going to the park is that Mom makes me stay in the backseat. I do. Mostly. See?
I do make a pretty good backseat driver, though.
Percy and I hit the beach today, a rarity for a weekend because it is often crowded and too many dogs are left unattended. But today was great, and a whole line of us had dogs intent only on fetching what we threw in the water.
When we got home, I noticed Percy was especially curly in her damp stage. What a cutie-pie.
I had fun at the beach today. It was windy.
The bottom dropped off quickly today, so it meant a lot of swimming.
I was rather proud of myself for bringing in all those trophies.
Of course, getting wet means getting some of the water off quickly (or a lot of the water, depending on Mom’s perspective, i.e. how close she’s standing when I let go).
A. Percy at the park.
B. Percy in the car.
C. Percy at home.
Percy is a year-and-a-half today.
For her sorta birthday, I let her play with Six, the neighbor’s cat. They “get along” so long as Percy maintains some decorum and gives Six her space.
Well…
It was Percy’s birthday, after all, and she does get to be the Decider Of Things.
Six wasn’t pleased. (those are Percy’s paws on the left of the picture)
*Disclaimer* No blood was involved.
Percy is a wonderful beast full of light.
She’s got magic in her.
The two buds haven’t had much time to play together, so I sat out with them for a little while this afternoon. They like each other!
