Early

Nice cold morning on the beach when we got there today. She had a few huge gallops as the tide was well out. There's a ritual to it, as she looks expectantly when we get there first, then gets thrown a few scraps of sausage which she snaffles, when she feels she's earned her keep, she does huge loops of the sand at high speed, shearing away from me at the last second and leaving a light shower of sand in her wake.