After a week that seemed to last forever, it finally was time for the annual beach walk of the rescue group I volunteer for. The walk takes place on the other side of our country, in the Hague. This year I could only bring the youngest of my dogs, since the two old ones can't travel by train.
When I arrived I soon found out that it would be a really good day, a lot of people came. And, our guess is between 130 and 150 dogs.
The weather couldn't have been better, it was sunny, around 10 degrees Celsius and windy.
I thought you might enjoy a few pictures of the day.
My galgo mix Paquita pretending she doesn't see Jan.
This is Mike, brought him with me from Spain two years ago. Hard to believe he got this big.