There is something called September, and then there is something called October. In September, Dogs are NOT ALLOWED on the Beach called Willows. But in magical October, Dogs ARE allowed.
I'm not sure about this September-October thing, but the good news is that the people have decided it's October, so we got to go to the Beach called Willows!
The Beach called Willows is long and full of people and other Dogs. There were rocks today, but often (when Beach is either bigger or smaller because of the thing called "tide"), we have nothing but sand under our paws.
Nature was making mostly-sun. It was hot-in-sun-cool-in-shade, and also cool-in-water. We waded, and chased sticks, and sniffed the breeze. This was a perfect Walk!
Please say it's going to stay October and we can come back again soon?