From Ninilchik

Hello from Ninilchik, Alaska. I'm happy to say that we're getting out a lot more now. The campground we're in allows us to run free.

Yes, but with freedom comes responsibility. We're located on a bluff overlooking Cook Inlet and down at the bottom of the bluff is the beach, and water. Without much thinking Coco and I jumped down the bluff and headed toward the beach. Between us and the beach was a growth of bushes with a lot of thorns and it wasn't too good. We might have made a mistake.

Saved by the Dad! At this point he called us back and we could turn around without looking like sissies. The trouble was that the steep slope that was so easy to run down, was almost impossible to climb.

We ran back and forth trying to make our way up the slope and I finally made it. No more jumping down there for me. Coco was having a harder time getting up as she just doesn't have the power in her rear legs.

Yup, it took me longer, but I made it. Nothing felt so good as Dad's hand on my collar when I got close. There doesn't seem to be any hard feelings.

No hard feelings for jumping down the bluff, but you're still on the outs for getting into the bag of coconut cookies.

Jodie, they were worth getting into trouble. Besides, the issue has probably already been forgotten.

I guess so. This afternoon they took us down the beach at Ninilchik. Coco and I raced for the water and got wet. Then we got out and were not going back into that frigid water again.

Oh, we ran up and down the beach some and then the folks started throwing the ball, but we were through with that ice water. And I thought the Nenana River was cold.

On the way home we stopped at Deep Creek and had another dip. Here the water was cold, but not too cold. We ran in the water and swam with the current downstream and came back to shore and ran in again.

You know Jodie, with the bluff excursion, the beach excitement, and the dip in the creek, the only thing I'm looking for is my supper and my bed.

Ditto!