Dog Meets Water

We took the Emily-dog to the beach today. Due to San Francisco's curious climate, while it's balmy and sunny in Glen Park (our neighborhood) it is foggy and chill at the beach--despite which, there were people with surfboards, which I personally consider to be either crazy or optimistic, particularly because of all the rip-tide warnings. Anyway, the dog loved it. We got one of those retractable leashes so she could cavort, and she met a slew of like-minded dogs, and played hard. She was bemused by the waves, and made a face (how does a dalmatian make a face? I don't know, but she did) when she lapped up water that clearly didn't taste the way water is supposed to in her small experience. She was a very busy dog. Then she slept all the way home. It's hard work being a puppy.