will the real slim shady please stand up

The dark furred lady didn't seem to want to play in the ocean. Well that wasn't fun! Rising to her feet, the pale child frowned. What was wrong with the ocean? Oh, maybe the big lady didn't like the cold. No, that couldn't be it. She was always outside in the snow, making sure Divo and Darya stayed inside. She didn't have to yell at Dom very much, Dom liked inside. The lady was coming a lot closer, a little faster now. The child cocked her head to one side, still unsure as to why the lady didn't want to play in the water.

The sand? Oh, the weird snow. Taking a few steps towards the beach, the pup frowned at the weird snow. It took a moment to make her mouth copy the word. "Saaand." She parroted awkwardly, stamping her paw in the wet, sopping turf as the wave pulled away for a moment. The resulting splash prompted a peal of high laughter. "Saand!" She cried, rearing up to pound the ground again with her forepaws. The tide rolled back in, and the splash was even bigger! "Sand!" She barked, looking up to where the black furred lady was. This was exciting! There was a name for the weird snow! Sand! It was cold, but not cold like snow.