Life’s a beach

Our planned trip to the raw bar in Indian Pass tonight is on hold, thanks to a bad case of explosive diarrhea being suffered by the Big Brown Dog. It seems he”s swallowing too much sea water while playing fetch in the surf. It”s hard to keep him out of the water, though, considering this is all he does when we try to get him to just hang out on the deck:

Of course, the last time the wife and I ate raw oysters, we developed symptoms not unlike what the BBD is suffering now, so maybe skipping the raw bar isn”t such a bad thing.

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