I met Scout and her brother Max after a day of playing at the beach. They were both wet and covered in sand and as happy as two retrievers can be.

Scout’s at that ridiculously cute age when feet are dog-sized but body is mostly puppy, and the puppy parts of her were a little tired from keeping up with her big brother (you’ll meet him some other time).  But like any good retriever, she wasn’t too tired to find (and bring me) a stick.