I’ve been giving this thought all week. Is he ready for a little run on the beach?!
It’s a hard judgement call to make and of course the last thing I want is to push him too soon and end up back at square one or worse.
I wake up early this morning and the weather report is showing it will reach a freaky 20 degrees today! From the average of 12 degrees and showers all week to have a bright sunny day upon us on bank holiday Friday I am taking as a sign..
So I pack up his bag (Thank you Aunty Mirelle for his beach bag bought for him in anticipation of his one day return to the beach!) …. It looks like today is going to be the day!!!
It’s a 5hr round trip to the beach so our decision to go is not taken lightly, but the timing just all feels so very right!
On the long drive there I start having second thoughts …
Maybe I should just carry him for a stroll along the beach ??
Then I have a reality check that whilst I’m now attending 2/3 body pump classes a week to build my strength to carry him up and down the stairs, I’m far from body builder material and would likely manage a maximum 5 minutes carrying my baby beast!
I return my focus to the road and belting out the latest Adele album at the top of my voice. There’s plenty of hours practise to get in with this long car ride! Lucky Lloris !!
Well… we’re here!
As we wait in the queue at the kiosk by the entrance to the beach for my bacon roll (we left early?! I’m starving?!!) Lloris is flooded with attention from many families all wanting to know his story from his scars and are all quite taken with him. He’s getting so much attention he’s lapping it all up. His 15minutes of fame! … my heart is bursting…
Now the real fun begins!
The tide is all of the way out, the beach is hard wet sand. Absolutely perfect for him! My worry was the deep dry sand but looks like we have arrived at the perfect time to avoid it.
We get up to all sorts! And whilst I mainly keep him on the lead to avoid rough play with all of the other dogs (instigated by Lloris everytime of course!) we still have a wonderful time!
He becomes obsessed with kites!
We play in the rock pool
He wishes he could chase the other dogs!
We see the coast guard!
We even find some old posts to practise weaving in and out for our physio exercise!
Back at the car I have one very hungry and thirsty pooch!
I jump in the boot with him for a cuddle before we embark on our long journey home.
Home sweet home! Lloris is shattered
I’m feeling a little overwhelmed and emotional. 10 weeks ago I had no idea if we would ever be able to have days like these together ever again.
Our world was tossed upside down, completely out of the blue.
We have had 10weeks of hard work, tears and frustration but to see him today, stumbling along, falling over his own legs but straight back up and running off again… pulling my arm out of its socket like the good old days …. Wow … I’m so very proud of US!
So here our journey ends. Our ‘Long Road Back to the Beach‘ has become a reality, we did it and in just 10weeks! The universe was on our side! Long may that continue!
We have a family ‘Wrap Party’ on Sunday for our blog and to mark Lloris’s achievement. I will share our celebration with you all then and reflect on how heart break can have a happy ending … for however long it may last… I know he comes with no guarantees but does anything in life?!
Tonight I shall be opening my favourite bottle of pink champagne… whilst no doubt giving my baby boy a leg rub so he’s not stiff tomorrow!
Until party night! ….
Today’s occurrence was never in doubt in my mind, I knew Lloris would make it, the fact you achieved it after only 10weeks is testament to your hard work Sam and determination to get him there. Well done 👏🏻 and congratulations 🎉 😊
Absolutely chuffed to bits for you both such wonderful news! An Easter to remember 🥰🎉💖🥂