Tonight Dave got home from work a little early so he, Nomini, and I headed to the beach for an evening walk.
As I've said before, Nomini absolutely loves the beach. She runs and plays and wags her tail and, most importantly, wears herself out. Tonight was no different. She had a blast investigating the seashells and digging in the sand.
As we were walking, a thick fog rolled in and we could barely see anything ahead of us. It reminded me of the beach scenes in The Goonies. It was eerie being out on the beach and we almost expected a pirate ghost ship to make its way inland (wouldn't Dave have loved that!).
Up ahead of us at one point I saw a weird shape. At first I thought it was a large dog running around, but as we got closer it didn't look like a dog. Instead, it looked like a huge sea lion coming in out of the ocean. It was really hard to see through the fog and I immediately began an internal debate in my brain. I flip-flopped between That's not a sea lion--they don't live on the S.C. coast to That IS a sea lion and it's huge! to There is NO way that's a sea lion to OH MY GOD, IT'S A SEA LION AND HE'S COMING TO ATTACK US--RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At which point, I proceeded to scream and take off with Nomini in the opposite direction. We left Dave in the dust, or I should say, sand.
After a few minutes of calming down and listening to Dave laugh and laugh at me, we realized it was two people who were wrestling and running around. I made Dave admit that to him, too, it looked like a sea lion. I guess walking in the misty light of the fog made my imagination run wild and my legs run fast!
