Walking on a windy Washington beach is fun but can be challenging. The sand blows in the dog’s face, you wear a hat or hood, and hope to stay on your feet.
The mighty Moclips River flows into the Pacific Ocean just north of where we stayed. Trying to cross it (it was about knee-deep), Pumpkin got caught in the current and began to be swept away. I grabbed his leash, waded back to where he was struggling, and by holding onto the leash, was able to keep him on track while he paddled across with me. It was a bit scary, but he made it!
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