Guardians of The Lambsfoot!

birdsbeaks said:
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Nice pic Will :) :thumbsup:
Blade_green said:
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Cool pic 😎 Welcome to the Guardians 👍
 
Jack Black said:
Nice pic Will :) :thumbsup:
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Thanks, Jack! 😀

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Happy belated, Bob! 🥳

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You might remember Jub-Jub. She's eight months and had her first beach day today. That's not a thing, going to the beach when you're eight months old, it's just the way it shook out. It was 86°F which, though pleasant in theory, with intense sun makes the sand hot enough to feel like the soles of your feet are crisping, like bacon, if you should be brave (or foolish) enough to remove your flip-flops.

I didn't take any sunscreen so was forced to cower under a keffiyeh I had in the truck. The sunburned tourists probably thought I was a vampire or a light-skinned sheik. The more interesting among them may have opted for a combination of the two. The hole in the theory is that if I were a sheik of any shade, or a vampire, or both; I'd have a private beach which, if I were any part vampire, I would go to only at night. Not a public beach on Key Biscayne in the middle of the day. That's tourists for you.

I am happy to see the lambsfoot community taking such vigorous recent interest in the health of our oceans. As a resident of a coastal city, I'm positively pickled in facts insinuating how even glancing at the ocean might cause irreparable harm. I did worse. Worse than waving a bright light around during turtle nesting season. Worse than cutting loose an industrial fishing net. Worse than kidnapping baby orcas for our profit and amusement. I threw Jub-Jub in it.

She seemed to think that the small fish in the surf were some species of water rat and proceeded to try to kill them all and managed to kill none. Pretty sure they were all traumatized though, if that's something that can happen to a fish. Seaweed was both frustrating and exhilarating and was bitten and flung about with great ferocity and enthusiasm. It's hard to learn to swim while trying to kill slippery water rats and chew seaweed at the same time. She eventually retreated to shore. There, she tried to kill pigeons, seagulls, lizards, squirrels, crabs, and a couple of good-natured dogs that easily outweighed her by a factor of ten. Unsuccessful in her murderous plots, but not for lack of trying, she bulldozed face first through fifty yards of sand, got a bunch stuck in her nose, and made annoyed snorts until I got her home and flushed her out in the shower.

I'm not sure the beach will ever be the same again but Jub-Jub's mom says it was a great time and we're taking her back next week. The ocean is going to need all the help it can get.

Buy more ocean knives. 🌊 Ha.
 
birdsbeaks said:
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You might remember Jub-Jub. She's eight months and had her first beach day today. That's not a thing, going to the beach when you're eight months old, it's just the way it shook out. It was 86°F which, though pleasant in theory, with intense sun makes the sand hot enough to feel like the soles of your feet are crisping, like bacon, if you should be brave (or foolish) enough to remove your flip-flops.

I didn't take any sunscreen so was forced to cower under a keffiyeh I had in the truck. The sunburned tourists probably thought I was a vampire or a light-skinned sheik. The more interesting among them may have opted for a combination of the two. The hole in the theory is that if I were a sheik of any shade, or a vampire, or both; I'd have a private beach which, if I were any part vampire, I would go to only at night. Not a public beach on Key Biscayne in the middle of the day. That's tourists for you.

I am happy to see the lambsfoot community taking such vigorous recent interest in the health of our oceans. As a resident of a coastal city, I'm positively pickled in facts insinuating how even glancing at the ocean might cause irreparable harm. I did worse. Worse than waving a bright light around during turtle nesting season. Worse than cutting loose an industrial fishing net. Worse than kidnapping baby orcas for our profit and amusement. I threw Jub-Jub in it.

She seemed to think that the small fish in the surf were some species of water rat and proceeded to try to kill them all and managed to kill none. Pretty sure they were all traumatized though, if that's something that can happen to a fish. Seaweed was both frustrating and exhilarating and was bitten and flung about with great ferocity and enthusiasm. It's hard to learn to swim while trying to kill slippery water rats and chew seaweed at the same time. She eventually retreated to shore. There, she tried to kill pigeons, seagulls, lizards, squirrels, crabs, and a couple of good-natured dogs that easily outweighed her by a factor of ten. Unsuccessful in her murderous plots, but not for lack of trying, she bulldozed face first through fifty yards of sand, got a bunch stuck in her nose, and made annoyed snorts until I got her home and flushed her out in the shower.

I'm not sure the beach will ever be the same again but Jub-Jub's mom says it was a great time and we're taking her back next week. The ocean is going to need all the help it can get.

Buy more ocean knives. 🌊 Ha.
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Jub-Jub is a cutie 😍
 
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