Foster came to visit this weekend! Foster came to visit! The boys love Foster. (So do we, but not quite in the same way!) We had some fetch fun at the beach Sunday morning. It’s like you could read Foster’s mind:
BALL BALL BALL BALL, ooo – doggie friend? sniff sniff BALL BALL BALL BALL BALL BALL
Or something like that.
Mommy. You’re killing me.
It was so funny watching Foster grapple with the waves. He was definitely unsure about the whole ocean thing for a bit, but towards the end he seemed more comfortable. But from the get-go, it was clear that his priority was not personal safety or health. It was BALL.