Almost

a disaster.  Yesterday morning we took all the dogs out on the beach. I wanted to get a picture of all four dogs on the beach, hoping that one would be good enough to use as a blog header.  It is suppose to be 4 dog craziness but I never have 4 dogs in the picture.
We drove up the the north beach where dogs are allowed off leash.  I wanted to go back to this log I saw yesterday and get some pictures there. Guiness wasnt being crazy.  The waves and the birds take him over the top and make his brain explode.    We are walking and there are only a couple of people out. One man is throwing a ball to his dog into the water. It looked like a  golden retriever.  The dog spots us and comes running over. No big deal, he seems friendly.  He goes up to Roxy, probably thinking , "what the heck is that?"   Roxy starts screaming.  I told my husband to pick her up. She stopped.  I think she is still traumatized from last weeks run-in with the dog and cat in our neighborhood.  Poor Roxy.  She usually will take on any dog, I guess not anymore. Probably a good thing.
We get to the beach and I start taking pictures of the dogs.  Everyone has their leash on except Miley.

None of them were turning out how I wanted.  The shadows and Miley always closing her eyes were problems. 
Also the chihuahuas just walking away was another problem.

So I decided to try something else and I take the dogs off leash so it would be one less thing to deal with when trying to set up the shot.

 Trying to get all four dogs looking at me was a challenge.

But here you see Guiness's head turned.  Whats he looking at?

Crap, birds.  Two birds flew by, off he goes. The other dogs watch as he leaves.

Then chaos starts.  Guiness is running down the beach and then Roxy takes off after him.  I guess she decided it wasnt worth the chase and came back after 30 yards or so. Then Mickey takes off running. But he is just doing speed circles. I guess he figured it was a good time since Guiness wasnt around to try and get him.

Miley, she didnt leave at all.  She was  probably was wondering what the heck was going on.  My husband ran down the beach after Guiness. If you have been reading my blog long enough , we lost Guiness here about 3 years ago for 2 1/2 days.  He was chasing birds down the beach that time too.  The difference this time, it was high tide and we were already at the end of the beach, so there wasnt a lot of places  for him to go.  He did turn around and came back to my husband.  Thank god.  No off leash for him ever again, no matter what.  He cant be trusted!!   I havent been letting him off leash, but he seemed so calm at the time and we werent that close to the water, I thought I had control of him. I guess not.  Manic.
So all is calm again.

"Im sorry, I just cant help myself"