Dash Point

Today, our good friend Shay, had organized a reunion of some folks I used to work with in the long-long ago.

At the beach, Miss Squeaky & Mr Grunty were very interested in the “wha-dee” and wanted to go walk in the waves. Previously this summer, they were afraid of the waves, but they’ve matured, and Miss Squeaky wanted to go wading in deeper than I would allow. Mr Grunty was tickled by the waves hitting his feet, and the sand being pulled away as the water drained back into the Sound, and the sea weed being left between his toes. Miss S did not like the seaweed after we left the water.

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