Footprints, Midigama, Sri Lanka.

We’d been hanging out for a while. She’d been showing me how she tried to catch fish from the reef, how easy it was to trip me up and land me into the soft sand and had even introduced me to her friend. In return I’d paid attention, ignored her fleas, tickled her belly and spoken soft words to her. Now she had gone, trotted off down the beach to parade her territory, to run those errands a dog has to do. She’d be back tomorrow to teach me more.

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