Monday, May 13, 2013

A day at the beach



Guess where I went?  Galveston! And believe it or not, I have never seen the ocean before or walked on a beach.  Angie and I stayed at a house with some of her friends, and there was a porch that looked out over the water.  I could walk down the steps whenever I wanted, and it was so much fun.  Next door, there were 2 German Shepherds, but we did not meet.

We got there late in the afternoon, and Kip fixed dinner for all of us.  One of Angie’s friends, Patti, kept sneaking food to me.  She gave me some chicken, part of a tortilla, and even popcorn!  I NEVER get that kind of food at home, and it was delicious.  I could feel my teeth chattering every time Patti reached down to give me something, I was so excited.  By the time we went to sleep, I was one happy dog.

The next morning, Angie and I walked out on the beach.  I took a red squeaky ball in my mouth.  I could not figure out all the water, and the waves.  I put my paws in the shallow part, where the ocean met the sand.  It was too cold for me to even think about swimming.  There were lots of new smells.  Running in the sand was weird, and every time I fetched the red ball, sand got in my mouth.  Still, it was fun.

When we got back to the house, Patti was eating breakfast, and of course, I remembered from the night before that she gave me food.  So I sat down and stared at her.  It didn’t take long before she gave me some pieces of apple and banana, and the best…sausage!  Patti told Angie that we were on vacation, and it was just fine just this one time, for me to be treated in a special way.  I agree!

Now we are home, and I am eating my usual dry dog food, and everything is the same as always.  No beach, no water, no treats from Patti.  But that’s okay.  I know that if we go back to Galveston, there will be delicious food coming my way, as long as Patti is there.  Thanks for a great time!