Fish Guts and Slapstick

Phoebe enjoyed another visit to the cape.  We went with Gaga to the Chatham fish pier to watch the boats unload.  A half dozen boats queued up, all with totes full of “cape shark” (a.k.a. dogfish) and skates, in some cases with suspiciously little ice.   I imagine the brits have hardy stomachs.  At one point Phoebe lost her shoe off the observing platform and one of the guys working the pier threw it back up square into the face of an innocent bystander.    Phoebe also had a good time going to the playground with Gaga and messing around with Grandpa and his hat.  She also displayed a serious pension for Friendly’s Ice Cream Cakes after she supposedly couldn’t eat another bite of her dinner.

Down the ramp into a cardboard box.  The fantasy of every dogfish.