Once upon a time on a Sunday afternoon (which also happened to be my sweet husband’s birthday) we took a little Golden Retriever to the beach.
Although it was warm in the suburbs, the beach was windy
and the water was reeeeallly cold!
To top it off, there was something itchy in the water and everybody needed an emergency rinse.
Clearly, Percy is saying: Mom, what are you doing to me? And what is this wretched place?