My name is Jello and I’m a “blue-tick” Beagle. My folks adopted me five years ago when I was four and we have lots of fun adventures together.
I got really sick to my stomach the other day. Not sure what it was that I ate in the dunes, but mom hopes it won’t happen again.
On our morning walks, I get to roam wherever my nose takes me. Scents of night-critters draw me along deer trails into the depths of the dunes.
Before cresting the berm, Mom whistles for me and I race past her to roll in the soft sand.
When the wind is strong, the sand hurts my eyes, so we don’t stay long. When it’s not windy, we meander along the shoreline lazily.
Back home I get a brush-down and a cookie, followed by a long nap!
Wishing everyone safe harbor as we navigate uncharted waters.