The beach

April 16, 2007

My mom took me somewhere called "the beach" today. I was kind of freaked out because it is so big but at the same time there isn't really anything there. There is a bunch of water she called the Pacific Ocean. It kept moving; I chased it and it ran away but then it kept turning around and trying to get me. I haven't figured it out yet at all.

There were a lot of people there though, and some really loud birds my mom called seagulls. There were other things that I thought were birds too but she said they were kites. These kites had people attached to them by strings and the kites kept dragging the people around. I think it would be fun to be dragged by a kite. I chewed on some tasty wood that my mom called driftwood, delicious, nice and salty.

We saw a big scary-looking thing that my mom said was a dead seal. She seemed sad. It was all covered up in eels. My mom said those were not eels, they were seaweed, but they sure looked like eels to me. I watch the Discovery Channel and I know about these things.

By the time we left I smelled kind of fishy and had all this stuff on me that I thought was cat litter but my mom said it was sand. I guess that's little parts of the beach. By the time we got home (I slept all the way), all the beach had fallen off into my carrier. My mom seemed happy about that.