Today was (probably) the crew’s final trip to the beach here at Great Harbour Cay. Thursday is shaping up as the perfect day to leave for the Abacos and tomorrow is a walk day. Mom was looking forward to getting some final photos to remember the fun times we all had.
Dee Dee and Dora chased the bumper.
Dora put in a bit of coconut digging.
Dylan and Mom wander down the the beach and found a pyramid. It was looking to be the perfect end to our stay. Then all hell broke loose.
Mom heard a commotion and turned around to see the beach empty of the crew but Dad’s red shorts disappearing into the dunes way down the beach. She ran as fast as poor old Dylan could keep up. Turns out Dee Dee decided to run after a couple walking the beach and Dora somehow slipped her collar and joined in. Eventually, all dogs were corralled and beach time was over. The silver lining – Dee Dee and Dora were so tired they hardly pulled a bit on the way back. Dylan was dragging too.
Listen up girls, this better not be an omen for the rest of our time in the Bahamas…