I don’t know what Apple thinks about this new dog of yours, but I do know you & the rest of your family are excited. No wonder.

You brought her to the beach today, the day after picking her up in Nashua. She’s a fine looking specimen – light skinned in contrast with Apple’s eager darkness.  A distinctive white streak runs from forehead to the tip of her nose.  She looks like a combination collie and  deer – head like a collie, but gangly body like a deer.  She’s only four months old, so we’ll have to see what she turns out to be in final form.

She was a good girl during his first-ever visit to the ocean. She sat on the beach and never barked once.  She seems to be even-tempered – a true Southern Belle.  Your Mom said she’s from Tennessee – a stray transported and transplanted to New Hampshire.

After checking out the beach scene a little while, Allie dug a hole in the sand under the umbrella, rolled up in a ball and fell to sleep.

This reminded me of you because on many occasions when you come to the beach on a hot day you lay on the warm, soft sand.  A few weeks ago, you fell asleep there.  There’s something about the experience that’s inviting and definitely relaxing.

I know where you’re coming from.  I don’t lay on the sand often, but the beach is the only place in the world where I can fall asleep during the day – usually in a beach chair.

We made a fort, dug a puddle, played frisbee, went boogie boarding, tossed the ball around and constructed a gravity-driven tennis ball dueling ramp out of sand.  Later on, you sat in my new kayak and I took you for a few wave rides in the shallow water.  You, Emma and Jack couldn’t get enough!

After showers, we all slummed it eating Jake’s burgers, fries, chowder and chicken fingers.  After that we all headed over to our favorite ice cream stand. It was a perfect way to end a fantastic summer day.

I bet Allie will even remember it too.