We decided to explore a couple new beach areas today. Full of unique rock formations, awesome handmade thatched umbrellas, lounge charis and beautiful aqua, calm water, I fell in love with one of them. So we went back home to eat lunch and get our swimsuits on and spent the afternoon at the beach. While we were trying to get ourselves into the VERY COLD water, I noticed something in the distance. I thought it was a squid bobbing up and down or something and then Sky starts, shrieking, "It's a bird. It's a bird," and off she went, for the rescue. Sure enough, she returns with a small bird cupped in her hands. He was shivering. After a few minutes, he hopped out of her hand and onto her arm, and shortly thereafter, he was in the brush and -- off he went. We didn't actually see him hop or fly off, but I'm hopeful that he went on to live a healthy, happy birdie life. We saved a drowning bird today. It was a good day.