I know nothing about this dog! But we went to Venice Beach to have brunch with a friend; arrived very early (atypically light traffic), and went for a walk down the pier. The dog, like us, was captivated by the novice surfers who, en masse, were waiting for (gently) breaking waves in order to launch their surfboards - off which they could promptly fall. It was a hazy morning - and so very good to see the sea again. That's the trouble with New Mexico - it's 900 miles away from the ocean ...
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