He came in with a small fishing boat, moving silently through the water. Seemingly well used to being fed tit-bits from daytrippers, he was unperturbed by the human activity and dogs barking on shore. At one point, a lone diver appeared from nowhere, bobbing peacefully with the small waves, pushed in by the tide around the quay wall. The seal paid him no mind, as if he were just another sea creature. Underneath us as we peered into the sandy shallows, his speckled body shimmied easily through the water. Placid and graceful he came and went. Sometimes, nearing the barking dogs on the moss covered rocks, and hanging idly about in the water, he seemed to be engaging in a staring contest with them. He was in his own world, patiently waiting for some tasty fish treats. Dipping below the water's surface, he would disappear from sight only to reappear close by, his long snout breaking the water with a series of small ripples. His long whiskers gave him an air of wisdom and his chocolate eyes seemed knowing, and sad.
(from an outing to the sea, Sunday 13th July, feeling better.)
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