There's Sand in My Turkey!

OK, the turkey was actually sand-free, but I thought the statement was a catchy way to introduce the slightly unorthodox way that I spent part of my Thanksgiving.

Jess, Marge and I took TWO walks down to the beach.  Since we were having company, I wanted to get Marge some exercise beforehand.  That was the first walk.  It actually would have been longer if not for offleash dogs on the beach that I thought it best to avoid.  So, we just barely scraped the sand on that walk, and headed back through the field to home.

On the second walk, too, we spotted an offleash dog on the beach in one direction, and a huge throng of people in the other, so we got to walk on the sand even less. Again, we figured it was best to avoid the scary things and have a short, but enjoyable, time.  But we (mostly my sister) got some cute shots on this walk, since we were now appropriately armed with the camera.

Pretty sunset view!

Marge sniffs the beach wood and rocks.

A trail of wet MargePrints in the sand.

She poses on the back "wall" of sand behind the beach. If it looks like it drops off suddenly, it's because it does. Recent storm surges have caused the water to swell higher than usual, pulling the sand away from the bank. Kind of scary!  Marge had to jump 3 or 4 feet to get up there.

One more pose atop the bank..

And then a sandy plummet down!

Posing in the warm glow.

And, a gorgeous sihlouette!

Our time on the beach was short, maybe ten or fifteen minutes at most.  We did, however, play around in the field before returning home. 

There was ANOTHER offleash dog (they were all out today, it seems), and, although Marge actually looked like she wanted to join in his little running game, I called out to the owner and said that she is not so friendly, so we kept away from each other.  The situation hyped her up, and she proceeded to run a few laps of zoomies once we moved farther away.

Her tail looks funny in this picture.

And, she ran some more.

One last pic -- here are those pesky geese-like birds that I was looking for an ID on a couple of weeks ago. Anyone have any ideas? They are pretty birds, but I don't appreciate having to wade through their poop all the time!

And that concludes the tale of our Thanksgiving walks.  In terms of the actual food, Marge didn't get TOO much, but I've promised her some yummy leftovers to use as treats during our agility practice on Saturday.  I think it's a fair deal.