We decided to walk Maggie along the prom this morning, and the first seven dogs we met were all collies, six of which were black and white!
Ranging in age from 6 to 14, Maggie was sociable, even tarty with one, and it was lovely to see such a variety all in good spirits and enjoying themselves.
One 10 year old had a ball which she kept nudging towards her owner to throw with the sling shot. The dog was quite elderly and had arthritis, but once the ball was thrown, she watched where it landed, then ambled over to collect it and bring it back.
Her companion was a few years younger and a rescue they’d only had a matter of weeks. He too was stiff in his joints but making a valiant effort to climb the steps off the beach.
I was trashed by both, wet or not it never bothers me. There is nothing more affectionate than a wet dog after all.
We met up with some local people who have got two small yorkie crosses. The dogs make a bee line for me as soon as they see me, tails wagging, teeth smiling. It’s wonderful.
There were pugs and labs, greyhounds, jack russells, spaniels, cockapoos, and many people we passed on our way we met up with again on the way back.
Half of our return walk was on the beach itself.
Maggie was content to dip her toes which pleased us as the salt water will do her feet the world of good. The tide was going out, leaving behind the ripples in the sand and little gullies where the water drained back towards the sea.
No starfish, dead or alive along the shore today, but there were a couple of deceased crabs.
I picked up a small shell, thinking of the larger one I took down to Mum in December 2017 when we managed to visit her in the home. I don’t know what happened to it, but we have one just like it on the shelf here which I found shortly afterwards.
We stopped and had a breather on a few occasions, then once home, it was time to prepare dinner.
Fish and wedges for Hubby, tomato pasta for me, both served with green beans and carrots. For dessert, we had stewed plums (foraged at the picnic area), rhubarb (2 stick thin stalks off our root out back) and apricots (from the guy down the road who invited me to go and pick some. I took him some runner beans yesterday, our first bundle enough for a meal!). I had to add sugar, but it will clear out our systems as it’s all fresh roughage fruit!
Hubby had custard with his, but I had the last of the creme fraiche, a failed experiment for cheesecake as it didn’t thicken when I whipped it. Nothing gets wasted in this house!
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It’s so nice that you live so close to the beach. That has always been a dream of mine. I love the sound of the ocean and I could sit and stare at it for hours.
It is never the same, and we do hear it, especially at night sometimes.
I find it so relaxing.
We felt the same on the boat.
Yes, I’m sure you did. I would have as well.
There’s nothing like home grown food and when being able to share your own and have offerings of others, I think it makes more fun and interesting. As well as a community sense feelings.
How fun it would have been watching all the dogs, but yes, watching the border collies having fun in having their ball thrown, the eagerness they have in anticipation to chase it, is lovely to see. I have seen a border collie in my local park with its owner, with one of those sling throws for the ball. I enjoyed watching the enthusiastic of that border collie, shoving the ball to its owner to hint the next throw it wanted and it’s excitement waiting.
Lovely comment from you, thank you.
Maggie is part collie, but wasn’t one for chasing a ball though she would pinch someone else’s! She loved to chase the gulls or pigeons, and got side swiped by a squirrel when she rolled it. She may have lost her speed, but she hasn’t lost the heart, bless her.
A good relaxing day!
Yep, just walking the dog and cooking. Nice.
Gives new meaning to the term “Dog Days of Summer”. Sounds like great fun. I don’t see many collies around here, mostly we have shepherds, retrievers and pitbulls.
Walking Maggie this afternoon it suddenly hit me that we’d seen no shepherds today, when yesterday we saw loads! Funny the way it goes. We have labs and retrievers locally, but staffies more than pit bulls. They all seem to love me anyway!