Just a little post about a mystery…

We’re having such lovely weather, and now I’m back on my feet my crafty partner-in-crime and I decided we needed a little sea air, acompanied by Higgins, of course.

( Do you like his Super Hero car harness?)

So off to our usual patch of Norfolk coast, absolutely gorgeous and inexplicably for such a lovely day, almost deserted.

The tide was coming in, and exciting little pools were forming.

Suddenly from over the breakwater two little terriers came bustling along, joined by a short lead.  Higgins was very pleased to meet them…

…but they were all on their own.

We spotted people walking along the dunes and assumed they were the dogs owners, but ten minutes later they had disappeared over the horizon, and the dogs were back with us.  Then we spotted someone lying by the breakwater in the distance and thought ‘Ah, that’s it’ and carried on shell spotting.  A few minutes after turning round however, there they were again, and we were worried to see that while one little dog was dashing along happily, the second dog looking  completely exhausted, was being dragged.

At this point three women came strolling along with their their own dog and stopped to admire ‘our’ dogs.  Once we’d explained they too became concerned so we had a look at their collars where we found three mobile numbers. Alas, only one phone between the five of us and no signal. 

We pointed out the distant, recumbant figure and they decided to walk the dogs back that way to see if it was indeed the dogs owner, and failing that said that the dogs couldn’t possibly be left  tired on the beach, with the tide coming in and if necessary they would take them home and contact the owners from there.

And that was how we left it.  I’m sure it was all fine, they were obviously dog people like us.  But how could it happen?  I don’t take my eyes off Higgins when we are out.  Was the person lying on the sand unwell?  What happened next?

We’ll never know…