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We've created a sandhole loving monster. Wouldn't get out of the sandhole. Kept shovelling sand back onto himself. Kept trying to dig himself a new hole in which to be buried.
The road back home.
(You'll note that a dog has the whole front seat, while I'm squished in back with kid, giant rear-facing car seat, other dog, lots of bags.)
I found a dead diamondback terrapin on the beach. Wild.