Today’s post would be aptly described with a side-by-side picture of “what I envisioned” and “what actually happened” … however what happened was such a disaster we didn’t have time to take a picture!
Let me paint you a picture…
We
were thinking how nice it would be to go to the beach and eat dinner
while watching the sunset, and that we should take the dog. Which of course necessitated going to “the dog beach”.
It'll be nice we thought, it isn't summer yet, it shouldn't be too busy...
The
reality was that every time we opened the chicken salad, dogs came out
of nowhere stretching their noses as close as they could get to the foods…
it was chaotic to say the least.
The best one by far was a Beagle named Ares, he snuffled, circled, and sat down in
front of the Ninja… did all his tricks and then barked a distinct
“C’mon!” when he didn’t get a treat as his
owner called him away :)
To be fair, we *were* at the dog beach...
Next time we will eat at the park *then* go to the dog beach!
