What might be making you a tad apprehensive, but might not, as it's too soon to tell

[Glinda]

I could hang out here a bit longer if absolutely necessary.

Yesterday, my niece-in-law had to work, so Craig and I did the grocery shopping, had lunch at a funky little sandwich shop where the ladies of the evening fuel up before starting their rounds, then stopped by the beach to dip my foot in the Atlantic.



The handsome young man in the pic with me is Diego, my nephew's horse, er . . . dog. Diego gets a LOT of looks wherever we go - I guess there aren't many American Bulldogs around here and the locals all point and stare but keep a very respectful distance. They obviously think he'll eat them, but he's the most mellow dude on the beach. He's papered/purebred; my nephew and his wife have bred him a few times (to their female AB, who died a few months ago - poisoned - just after she had her latest litter ). Diego does dad duty, along with my nephew.





Not sure what's on the schedule is for this evening, but this afternoon we're going to wash all these stinky dogs. That should be pretty entertaining.