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here's a little fella that hung out on the beach with me. and everyone else. in real life he was like a big chihuahua. or a small mutt. i'll call him Sam after my sister's former dog, Sam. he was pretty scruffy but loved, LOVED!, to lie in the sun and sleep. all. day. long. would come around especially when you had food, but would never beg. but sometimes he would come into my shade and take a minute to dig a little hole in the shaded sand, and then lie there for just a few minutes. right next to my chair. (first time he did it i was expecting him to leave a pile of shit in the hole. but no, just his self.) then, when he was done with that shade bullshit, he'd pull himself out into the sun again with his front paws, nether regions dragging against the rocky sand, as if scratching his balls, or something, and then sleeeeeep and sleep some more in the sun. i assume he slept so much because he was never fed. i also think he was trying to give me relaxation lessons. they almost worked. anyway, have some pictures will try to post to flickr soon, and stories to be transcribed from my travel journal. for now, i'm going to try to figure out how to wind down and go to sleep. (where my mosqueeto net?!?)

p.s. - my kingdom for a nail file! eeeee! one good reason to go back to work, i KNOW i have one there....