Jan 22, 2015
We go to the dog beach proper today.
People are gentle whilst their dogs run around like crazy things.
Luca isn't that into it. She finds shade between the beach huts and we sit in the soft light together.
More people and their dogs and questions. She has made friends with little girls who prefer her soft lop sided prancing compared to their boisterous dog friends.
I want to go for one last swim but Luca is barking and fretting. The mother of the young girls offers to watch Luca, as they fuss over her. "We love you" they say, when Luca and I limp off together...all distressed that their new friend isn't long for this world.