The bay was very churned up from the last few days of rain and winds. Huge logs and debris have washed ashore on Smithtown Bay. The gulls were out in force about 20 yards off shore eating fish or some other snack. There were hundreds of them. Then I ran into a very friendly dog named Tucker. Without my glasses, all I could read was his name on his tag. I couldn't make out the phone number. Was that a one or a seven? We walked together for several miles. He loved chasing any object I tossed for him. By the time we came out onto the road to head home, I had grown very fond of Tucker. I was thinking that maybe he would be coming home with me, but then a nice man drove by and said, "Is that Tucker?" Tucker's owner could not believe how far he had wandered from home. Bye, bye Tucker.
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