Speaking of feet, here are my pink-toe-nailed feet on a gorgeous black sand beach we went to in Maui, plus a bunch more Maui pics (muy Maui pics, you might say):
|The black sand beach from afar
|Two of the many pretty beaches we visited:
|One of the MANY shave ices we ate...
|A gorgeous sunset (love how the hubster's shoes are glowing)
|Hiking the crater -- sorry, "erosional depression;" it's NOT a crater -- at Haleakala National Park
But enough about us... back to the dog, which is why we're all here. Back home, we gave Abby the shark we bought her as a sort of sorry-we-went-away-but-we-know-you-didn't-really-miss-us,-hanging-out-with-your-aunt-and-uncle-and-tormenting-Lou-and-going-on-your-three-walks-per-day! gift.
|Dog Bites Shark
And...here it is a mere 15 minutes later. She did exactly what you are supposed to do when confronted with a shark - went for it's vulnerable part: it's nose. (We probably should have suspected that anything that rates toughness on a "tuff" scale was not actually going to be all that hard of a nut to crack...)
Spoiled little girl ALSO got a pink stuffed doggy from her aunt Terry.
Here is what that doggy looks like two-days after: It's missing an ear, and two of it's legs have been gutted and de-squeakerized, but it keeps on smiling.
|Actually looks pretty good for a 2 on the Tuff Scale (think the shark has deflected some of the chewing...)