To celebrate my recent blogoversary, Molly the Irish Terrier and I went for an exciting day trip to West Wittering in West Sussex. The beach is HUGE and there is also a nature reserve nearby. It was a lovely sunny day but it was really cold. Far too cold to go anywhere NEAR the sea, let alone in it. There were lots of other dogs there but they were all nice and friendly, not like me.
I found a green ball that someone had left behind and set to work destroying it while J1 had a freezing cold coca cola and J2 and T had a nice cup of tea and a sit down. Estimated time for me to puncture and rip holes out of it and then cry* like a baby? A mere 3 minutes.
[*I would like to point out that I wasn't crying girly tears; Oh no, they were manly tears of frustration!]