Sun, sun, sun here it comes…finally!  It was nippy but the warmth from the sun was heavenly.  We took the tarp off LilyPad’s roof so it would dry.  Luck on our side, the forecast has not an ounce of rain for the next few days.

The pups let us sleep in this morning.  We went to the casino with dad and had the $5.00 Senior lunch.  Best deal in town.  Picked up the pups and several loads of wet dirty towels wash at the Laundromat while we all went to Crissey Field State Park so the pups could have a run on the beach.

Just short of the beach is an area of trees that reminded me of the scary flying monkey forest in The Wizard of Oz.  I ventured in and looked around for a few minutes before quickly leaving opting for a walk on the beach where the only scary thing was the warning of undertow in the water.  At least the water would not jump out and pounce on me and I was not sure what was making those strange noises coming from somewhere in that forest.

As the four of us walked along the beach, Millie took off after a young Great Blue Heron with John and I yelling after her to stop, halt, no, come…anything to keep her from jumping into the waves and the undertow following the Heron.  She got up to her tummy before deciding a sure thing like a treat would be better than a scolding for going after a bird.

When we returned to the LilyPad things had dried off so the pups got to sit outside in the sun while we put things away.  Our guilty pleasure of watching TV after dinner has been a rare occurrence while on the road so we turned on the TV and set the timer.  Morning seems to arrive so much faster when you are retired.