yesterday, chris & i took sebastian for a jog. as i am not up to his regular 8-mile jogs, i turned back halfway in. since sebastian also cannot do 8 miles, he turned back with me. it was the sweetest, saddest thing; sebastian stopped running and started whining when we turned around. chris hid behind a post and i picked sebastian up so he would come with me. a half block later, i put him down and went to fix his leash and he started whining again. amazing how loyal and loving dogs are.
we came back by way of the beach, which was really awesome but really tiring. sebastian loved the sand, though. two big dogs were running on the beach, unleashed, and tried to give my baby a hard time. i was not impressed and ended up smacking one of the dogs and plucking sebastian up from in between the two so they would stop harassing him. poor guy.
last night, chris had a friend visiting from out of town. jim lives in the phillipines but his dad lives nearby so gets to south florida every year or so. we took the boat out to charley's crab to meet up with dean & gang, had some drinks, ate some shrimp, came back here, went out to our place, then came back here to start a fire. that was nice.
we shared our drinks with the dogs, and this is the result. three dogs, passed out by the fire. it was adorable.
I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!
A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.
One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.
When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.
An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.
When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."
The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"
