When Emma was only about a year old, we took her for an outing at the beach one day.

 

What looked to us to be just tired sea grasses was probably a shoreline full of life.

 

 

“Did  I see something move out there?”

 

 

“Whoah! Is that water closer than it was a second ago?”

 

 

“Are we safe here?”

 

 

“Okay, then. Just say the word, and I’ll go bring you that bird I saw down the beach.”

I’m sure I saw a movement there

Way down along the beach,

I’ll go and chase it if I dare…

But naw, it’s out of reach.

 

And anyway these waves are big,

The worst thing is they’re wet,

But pups like me don’t give a fig,

They haven’t hurt me yet.

 

So I’ll be brave and daring too,

I’ll chase those birds around,

I’ll show my folks what I can do,

And what a pup they’ve found.