Jazzy-Girl At The Beach

This was Jazz’s third time at the beach since she moved to NH, however this time it’s as if she finally realized that there was sand and seaweed underneath her paws. She was not bothered by this new piece of information while chasing Wesley or the Frisbee; instead it came to her attention on the way back to the car. At one point she fell down and wouldn’t or couldn’t get up! I picked her up, checked out her paws and carried her a little ways, before she wanted to get down again. As her paws touched the sand she proceeded to kick up her paws as if she had the ability to remove the sand from under her paws. The more frustrated she got the more she picked on Wesley, which in turned made her forget about the sand under her feet.