He ran.

He played frisbee.
He chased the ball.
And kicked it all up and down the beach until any of the rest of us would have been wiped out.
But not him. He was like a wild stallion just going and going and going. His favorite way to spend a day at the beach is one of my favorite memories from our time there.




1 comment:
This could be number 1 for me. ;) I loved how he ran...
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