We went to the dog beach in Del Mar this past Sunday. We hadn't been there for a while, and the weather was beautiful (about 80 degrees) so we had to take advantage of it. Apparently everyone felt the same way because there was practically no where to park, but Gary managed (with his super-hero-like automotive maneuvering skills) to sneak us into this very tight parking spot that no one else had the nerve to try. Of course, coupling Gary's mad skills, with our tiny tank makes squeezing into tiny spaces much more possible. We took a picture, but it really doesn't do it justice.
Jack, as always, was in puppy heaven! He did his straight-legged happy prance all over the beach, checking out all the dogs, and of course saying hello to all the people. He kept running back and forth past us with this funny, sappy grin plastered across his face. He loves it there! He stayed far away from the water and just ran up and down the beach. He loves to run along with dogs that are running, but as soon as they run into the water he stops running with them and runs along the edge instead. His being dry didn't last forever, however. Gary always tries to work with him and tries to ease his discomfort with the waves. He is a good dog-dad. Jack ends up being soaked at the end and then we have to trek back to the car through the dry sticky sand. Needless to say, our car now needs a good vacuuming! We had a great time!
Jack, as always, was in puppy heaven! He did his straight-legged happy prance all over the beach, checking out all the dogs, and of course saying hello to all the people. He kept running back and forth past us with this funny, sappy grin plastered across his face. He loves it there! He stayed far away from the water and just ran up and down the beach. He loves to run along with dogs that are running, but as soon as they run into the water he stops running with them and runs along the edge instead. His being dry didn't last forever, however. Gary always tries to work with him and tries to ease his discomfort with the waves. He is a good dog-dad. Jack ends up being soaked at the end and then we have to trek back to the car through the dry sticky sand. Needless to say, our car now needs a good vacuuming! We had a great time!
The route we take to and from the beach leads us past a street called "Ave de Diablo", which means something like "Street of the Devil". Gary always says the name of the street in his best "horror-movie"-type voice. It is so funny! It always makes me laugh!
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