Last night when we were driving back to the little house, we had to pull over. This time, it wasn't because of mystery poop, it was because a police officer wanted to meet me! He came right up to my window and shined a light on me.
Apparently, Marty was in too big of a hurry to get us back to the little house. I didn't know that humans had rules about how fast you could leave the beach, but apparently they do. Now maybe Marty will understand how I feel when she is trying to make me walk slow!
I tried to get a picture with the nice police officer, but Marty said that wouldn't help anything. I was a good dog and didn't bark, even when he came back to visit me again.
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