Yesterday on the north end of Wells Beach near the dunes . . . I watched a Bullmastiff playing chuckit catch with his master. The beach is 2 miles long and they decided to play where the endangered species nest each year.
Being a coward I didn’t say anything but I gave the dog’s owner my best withering glare and he seemed to get the message.
A few minutes after the dog was off the beach I counted four, maybe five, Piping Plovers.
A true sign of Spring in Maine.