Astara’s a lab who hasn’t quite figured it out yet. She’s curious when it comes to baths, but she’s sure not going to sign herself up for one either — although Mom B reports that running through a sprinkler doesn’t phase the pup.

Neither does eating all of Mom B’s azalea flowers in 2 minutes flat — other than the purple poop part, of course, but that’s a different story.

OK, when it comes to the chewing everything, happy when something’s in her mouth, high energy, big appetite, annoyingly cute aspects, Astara’s certain she’s a lab.

But at just barely a year, she was unsure about water, so Chris and I were excited to find that the beach around the corner from the state park allowed dogs — and I love impromptu beach trips.

I also loved the scenery on the way:

She was cool with the beach when we got there.

But we possibly shouldn’t have played the chase-and-run-away-from-the-waves game if we wanted to get her in the water…

She wasn’t quite sure what to think,

so I tried.

And then Chris used treats.

We did finally figure out that she had no problem splashing through the water to get a treat so long as the waves were receding — darn game.

Proof that they jog.

And then…

“Save me!”

I did not make a water-pool for her to wade in,

thereby teaching the lab to dig –

I would never!

And though she was still suspicious of this “water” phenomenon,

she seemed to like the beach OK.

I just wanted to include this picture. It’s hilariously accurate, and it kind of makes my photos look more passable.

Well, maybe not. But doesn’t she look cute? She stayed like this until we got home,

when she commandeered my clean blankets and pillows.

Yup, she’s a lab. Snores like one too.