He loves the water. Any water. From his kiddie pool, to the lakes and creeks and from sea to shining sea. He particularly liked Rocky Point, Mexico because of the length of the tide and the other dogs.
I wrote this poem to match this photo a number of years ago. He is eleven now and I sure would like to get him back to the seashore sometime.
Buddy
Curiosity
See
the Sea
and Run Free
He Ran
He swam
He dug holes
He rolled in stinky stuff
And when he got in at night
We looked at each other and said
"that’s about enough".
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