Lots of people enjoying the sun this afternoon, though one stretch a bit empty, obviously because of the Dead Thing On The Beach.
Which turns out to be a large, slightly bloated dog.
How did it die? Where did it come from?
An inquisitive old fart with a camera
Poor puppy.
Not really a puppy – a rather big dog, in fact. 24 hours later, no sign of him. And no tire tracks from the front-end loader that does the beach daily in-season. So the mystery just deepens a bit.