Another rather gorgeous, sunny, spring-like day today, so we took ourselves down to the beach for a walk with Small Dog. There was a fishing competition in full swing so we sat on the shingle to watch.
So engrossed were we, we failed to notice that the tide was rising, and it took Small Dog's constant vigilance to alert us to the prospect of wet feet. She sat bolt upright the whole time, staring intently at the incoming waves, lest one catch her unawares.
Despite the lovely weather, after a while we were all feeling a tad chilly, and none of the fishermen in our vicinity were catching anything bigger than tiddlers, so we left them to it and headed back home.
I'm planning on catching up with a little light website maintenance this afternoon, snuggled up on the sofa with Small Dog who is currently sprawled in her basket, twitching and yelping, presumably dreaming that she's wrestling with a leviathan sea monster from the deep.