Dogs are mystical, yet predictable, creatures.
Our girls are very loving and sweet. Well, mostly.
They both have a little possessive nature when it comes to the beach. It's bad enough that a seagull should land, but hundreds of Canadian Geese? Not allowed.
Tradition dictates that they must be shooed away. And, since birds can fly away faster than a dog can run, I let the girls chase them.
So, this is Haithco, a park near our home. The tiny spot between the ride-on whale and seal is Joey. The dark cloud hovering over her is the very large flock of Canadian Geese who had stopped on their long trip.
Joey only scared them to the center of the lake. As tradition also dictates, Allie patrolled the shoreline - ensuring none returned. Hence, the huge flock behind her, waterbound.
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