You could say I am a morning type. Certainly more of a morning type than PL who needs a little rousing assistance in the a.m. I lie on his shin, lick his face, sniff his ear, whatever it takes to get him up, because mornings here in Provincetown are a big deal. Thats when we take our longest walk and when we go to the beach. We live in the west end of town so its a long,long walk to the east end of town where there's a wide open beach and more importantly thats where the other dogs go.
Once we get there I am allowed off leash and the first thing I do is mark three or four things- a dead land crab, a pile of seaweed, an old piece of rope-once thats out the way I just belt down that beach like gangbusters. I've discoverd 'wading' -just in and out to refresh and its back to the running and playing and saying hi to everyone-but see for yourself below - this is my morning yesterday.
