Today I took Holly to her vet in Galveston to have her shots, then took her for a walk on the beach, and later by the marina where the pelicans hang out – the most salty place on the Island. It was a nice day, though she did not really appear to have missed the beach nor be excessively excited about it. I guess she’s a city dog now. She was, however, very excited about the pelican poop on the wooden planks of the marina. And now she’s tired and will hopefully dream glorious dreams of dead fish.