Bloodhound at the Beach?

 


Lovely (and fairly typical) beach day in Asbury Park with Stacey, Cunningham, Chantal and my wife-- but one odd moment when we were walking through the convention center: a policeman with a retired bloodhound ordered Stacey and I to get "cheek to cheek" with the dog for a picture; we obeyed, of course, he was wearing a uniform and the dog was too cute . . . and so we have this priceless pic to show for it.

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