This Beautiful Morning

The waves were very gentle that morning, and Faun grinned again as she watched them kiss the shore. Her mama caught up quickly, and then she was leading her little babe to the ocean. The pup was light on her feet today, and her tail just wouldn't stop wagging. She had always wanted to go on an adventure with her mother. This would be the first of many, she hoped. Her tiny heart was overflowing with love and excitement, and with her limited vernacular she found herself just laughing and squealing adorably. Even if she knew every word in the world, she wouldn't be able to express her joy. Still, she fell silent as Twig spoke again, ears perked and attentive. She soaked in every word and tried to make sense of it. "Sand? Then water?" her speech was a bit garbled, but she finally understood. Her eyes lit up again. "Yes, Mama! Yes!" Faun exclaimed as they reached the edge of the water.

The babe first stared at her mother, watching to see what she should do. Twig stood tall with her toes touching the water, so little Faun tried to replicate that as best she could. Her tiny feet shuffled through the silky sand before lining up with her mother. But the wave had pulled away again. Frowning, Faun leapt forward a few paces, wondering why the water was scared of her. "Why did it leave? Where water go, Mama?" Her little voice wondered. Just then, the tide changed and a tender wave came her way. But it was too fast, and she didn't have time to back up. The water came to meet them, and while it was hardly high enough to pass Twig's ankles, it reached up to the top of the babe's legs. The tip of her fluffy black cross was soaked, and she yelped in surprise as the coolness of the water woke her up. But it wasn't too bad. She kind of liked it. After pausing for a beat, the downy pup turned to look at her mother, one blue eye shining in the pleasure of the ocean. "Water is nice, Mama," she whispered.

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