That’s Peyton behind me. She and her friend Margaret wanted someone “who knows what they’re doing in the water” to be with them so they could swim out to the end of Crystal Pier (872 feet long). I followed along. They swam great. I told them so. Last year I had a surfer tell me he thought I was a sea lion. Today I was an emotional support dog. But truly? The lifeguards were on duty. I will write more about this and my other water adventures soon.