2026 Sunday Night at the Beach: Edition 10
It was a moody, grey day. The weather was moody. The Lake was moody. We sat and watched the crashing waves, which is always incredibly calming and mesmerizing for me. Peanut Maximus was pretty antsy, but eventually Mr. TOF got him exploring a bit to run off some energy, and he ended up standing on a big rock singing at the waves in an extremely loud voice for a long, long time.
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