Harry had such a great time when we last took him on holiday to the beach that we had to take him back. So we packed him up and headed back to Alnmouth, Northumberland.
This time though, it looked a little different. Following all the heavy rain and flooding in the area, the beach was littered with debris, from fence panels and house bricks to large trees, all of it had been washed down river and out to sea, finally being deposited on the beach. Harry thought it was marvellous, there was just so much to investigate. When he wasn’t sniffing, he was wrestling with large pieces of seaweed, he just had so much to chose from. He finally settled on a stick. It wasn’t really a stick, more of a branch, but that didn’t bother Harry, it was his.
