Beth Wester Ross

By bethceol

Sun on the beach

After winter snow, we now have winter sun..... Today on the beach, Dimairt had a ball - literally. I thought we would have a quiet, sedate walk without stick or ball. He managed to find one anyway.
Nothing would have it but he had to chase and run with it. I made the ball bounce at one point and he lept for it. I forgot how weak his wee back legs are, and the poor wee soul fell down.
i have got to remember not to do this again.
However, he got up quickly and brought the ball back to me - determined wee bugger.

Night all.

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