With today looking like the last 60 degree day until spring, I figured I'd take Roscoe to the beach and let him take on the waves one last time this season.
At first he looked a little disappointed that waves were somewhat dampened by an offshore wind.
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| All leashes shall be dogged |
Soon we found a spot where the breakers were a little more competitive.
The battle went like this....
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| Like a shortstop charging a grounder, he faces it head on. |
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| And takes a shot to the chin. |
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| he applies a retaliatory bite on the sea and sand |
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| As the wave retreats to from where it came... Roscoe does the same. |
We'll call it a draw.
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