Beach Weekend with the Dogs at San Elijo
Beach weekend with the dogs at San Elijo. We started down near the bridge where the lagoon runs out, and the tide was low enough that a wide sheet of shallow water sat over the sand — both dogs went straight into it. The little tan one launched herself through the foam like it owed her money. The other one just stood there with his tongue out, soaked to the elbows.
From there we walked south along the base of the bluffs to the flat rock shelves. Both dogs climbed up and picked around on top while the waves came in below. His tail was blowing sideways the whole time up there.
Ended the afternoon under the umbrella on dry sand, one dog sitting with her eyes half closed against the wind, done for the day.