So I wasn't sure how Timber would handle his first time back in the water. He was so young last year, he was a little afraid of the waves. But I guess all the socialization last year made him fearless. He chased the birds, jumped right in the sound, checked out the sea life and ran up and down the beach until his paws were raw. Our beaches aren't sand - they are rocks, shells and barnacles - all sharp little things on puppy paws that are flying across them.
I didn't take my camera, but Ed did. So here's Timber hanging out at Wing Point which is normally covered in water but because of the low tide we could walk a long way out into the sound. High tide is back there where the clump of trees are in the background.

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