“Well, Lucy. We finally have some time for a good old walk without freezing to death.”
“I know. I’m just wondering about the sun though. There isn’t any.”
“I know, but think of it this way. No panting. Besides look up there. I see some sun.”
“I suppose you are right. We can’t have everything so we should be positive. Let’s go down by the water. Come on humans.”
“Look at that Lucy.”
“What is it?”
“Take a sniff. What does it smell like?”
“Oh, it has a briny, fishy smell.”
“Yeah, you’re right. I wonder?”
“Wonder what?”
“What it tastes like?”
“Muufff. Strong bouquet of fish. Definitely has mouthfeel issues along with a distinctive eel-like finish. Patoo. Not for me.”
“I’ll pass too. Look over there. Shells”
“Hey neat. Good source of calcium.”
“You two leave those shells alone.”
“Yes pops. What’s he doing, Lucy? I don’t want to look.”
“He’s fine.”
“Have I ever shown you my bird dog imitation, Bailey?”
“No. I think you might need to work on it though.”
“How about my tracking bloodhound impersonation?”
“The same advice you gave me.”
“Okay, so who’s the wiseacre dropping plastic shampoo bottles in the Gulf?”
“I would love to test my locking jaw on their leg if I knew.”
“What do you say, humans? You had enough?”
“Yeah, Boss. Look at the cart over way down there. I would hate to have to carry you.”
“I guess you ladies want to go back, huh?”
“Well, here we are, Bailey. I had fun. How about you?”
“Yes indeed. Thanks, parents for the walk.”
“Our pleasure, Ladies. I mean it happens every day but if you want to thank us that is very nice.”
“Hey, Lucy. I have a question.”
“Shoot.”
“How come your leash is always loose.”
“Trustworthy, Bailey. Trustworthy.”
