On Thursday, Hannah and Evie, myself and Ziggy took Cleo to see the sea for the first time in her life.
There was a tough minute or two when a big dog chased her (no photos). She ran away, yelping, tail between her legs and was tumbled into the sea by the big dog. It was very big, I think a Newfie. He was a pup too, only playing but Cleo didn't know that.
Another bit of fun in the waves and she'd forgotten all about it.
We went to Waterfoot Beach which is a lovely place - a good long beach, not too many people and a boarded walk through the dunes with lots of wildflowers and butterflies. We spotted a small copper but it was too fast for my camera.
On the way back we stopped in Carnlough for snacks. I left Ziggy and Cleo in the car for around five minutes. When I got back there was a French tourist standing by the car and Cleo trying to make her escape from the boot. He said,
Is open. It trying to escape.
I thanked him for kindly looking out for her. A good day.
Check this out.
https://www.instagram.com/p/CviBwadO-v4/
No comments:
Post a Comment