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firecat (attention machine in need of calibration) ([personal profile] firecat) wrote2001-06-16 02:04 pm

And the waves kept rushing at our toes

Went to Ocean Beach with N the other night. We discovered a champagne cork. We tried throwing it into the ocean and the ocean put it back on the beach. We turned it into a game -- each time we threw it, the ocean tossed it around for a while and deposited it back right at our feet. N called it "playing fetch with the ocean," and at that moment I understood why dogs love playing at the beach.

all i really have to say is.......

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