Drifter has always loved the beach but Boone had never been before. He found great fun in the dead animals on the beach... ick. I had to stand guard over several dead birds and a raccoon before he finally got the message to stay away from them and got myself several odd looks from a few people who walked by as I stood over the dead bodies. I also found myself holding several body parts like wings that I had snatched away from Boone only to notice a few horrified looks from people I hadn't heard come up behind me.
Drifter brightened up the moment we got into town, I love seeing him liven up the way he did he looks like the puppy I still see him as. Headed home before me or Boone wanted to but since Drifter is shaved he got colder quicker and started heading to the car himself when I ignored his first pleas to go home and both conked out in the backseat on the way home.
So without further wait a few pictures and a video from yesterday. The thanks I get is waking up a 6am to the smell of poop from Boone's crate which is at the end of my bed. I tired to ignore it until a more proper hour came around but finally got up let him out covered it with a blanket to keep the smell in and climbed back into bed, Boone of course joined me and suddenly the smell got worse. Poking my head out of the blankets I sniffed and glared at him which he seemed to get the message he wasn't wanted and dove off the bed before I could say a word. The stinky brat I guess as payback for kicking him off the bed has just now taken a bathroom stop in the spare room... I'm going to kill him.
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