I thought that all you blog friends might enjoy looking at more great pictures of me at the beach. This is the Surfside Beach. It's closest to where I live and I can get my guardian to take me down there most anytime. It's not as big as Matagorda Beach but I can run just as fast on it.

You can probably tell that I am going real fast in this shot.
See, all paws off the ground, like in flying!

Once again, going real fast.

And, just watching the waves.

Running AND licking my lips. Oh yeah, you can do it.

Doing a little prancing maneuver. Very regal, eh?

And, once again, very fast running.

At first, today, I thought that maybe I wasn't going to get to go to the beach because of, you know, working. With my guardian, I'll tell you what, it's always either working or sleeping. I don't know what I am going to do with her.

But, when I asked her about it, Lindy said, "Silly Rowan... it's my job to listen for God's laughter, and to laugh along. It IS my job to wait for the winds of freedom to open my heart and to shout out prayers of love to God. That's my real job, to see God everywhere and, because of Her, to love everything I see. "

So, I said, "Well, what about the typing?" And she just laughed.