I am standing on the beach with my two dogs, Bella and Roxie, and my sister getting ready to take family pictures. As the photographer approaches, we start to take the leashes and collars off of Bella and Roxie. The whole time I am taking Bella's collar off I am thinking to myself, " I know she is going to run away any minute" and "I really hope she does not spot a bird". My sister and I begin to sit down with our dogs sitting next to us, when to our dismay Bella sets her eyes on a bird flying above us. As I am reaching my hand to get a hold of her, I am a moment to late. Bella has taken off. I stand up and start chasing after her while everyone else is shouting her name. All I can hear is faint noises and all I am hoping for is the bird will change directions and start flying back to the photographer and my sister. As I am running after Bella, people are just looking at her running but no one will grab her. Luckily, just as I was about to think of another