My 'Try it here' blog with one or two posts. You might want to go the real blog..its better!
This was my practice blog where I made all my mistakes first.
There might be one or two interesting things here but I think you meant to look at my real blog so click here to get you there.
Now I am using this space to help me remember Willow.
Saturday, 5 September 2009
Its hard sitting on this but there's plenty to entertain us.
Three boys carry a boat to the waters edge while their interested black dog encourages them.
A family arrive with a highly excited black Scottie and set up camp to our right on the shingle while Scottie plays King Canute, and barks excitedly and continuously at the waves.
A Jack Russell to our left strains on its leash. It wants to play too.
The big black dog laughs and we can see his white crescent of lower teeth against his glossy black fur even from this distance.
Scottie makes it into the sea and then rolls in the shingle to dry himself.
Jack still pulls.
Labradoodle ..thats the big happy black dog with the lovely smile...runs about while his human brothers sail out to see leaving him to the care of their mother.
Scottie dumps a steaming pile on the shingle. His family most of whom are in the sea, don't notice.
The Jack Russell family do, and their dad brings a childs spade and buries the hot heap in the shingle with a decent sized memorial pile of pebbles on top, just in time for Scotties dad to arrive with a plastic bag.
They dig it up, put it in the bag and he takes it over to their camp placing it delicately on the sand next to their beach bag and walks away.
Jack Russell is finally freed and he joyously cavorts with Scottie.
When no one is looking, he trots over to Scotties bagged up pile and pees up against the unattended beach bag and blanket.
Such fun and frolicks.