My Favoritest Place

We went to my favoritist place this week. The PTown beach place. I stayed in a hotel. Not allowed in the pool, but I didn't care. We went to the beach.

We went to Boy's Beach and we climbed over rocks and we drove the truck to the beach and we went to the beach a lot. We went to town and lots of people came over to me to say how handsome I am. Cool.

Hiking the breakwater rocks.

 Me and my truck on the beach.

 I left my footprints on the sand.

 I can see  the beach from my hotel room.

More Adventures on the Road Again

At a nice dog-friendly restaurant in Winchester. We been there before. It is called Brubaker's. They served me a big bowl of water before they even asked Dads what they wanted for dinner.

And the other day I went swimming and fetched sticks in this big red lake. Cool.

But after we were walking and I rolled around on the ground like I do when I been swimming, then we got stinged by hornets. Daddy Frank got a bad sting on his hand and Daddy Leon got it on his leg. I think I got a couple on my hind quarters. Ouch!!! This place ain't too nice!

At The Beach Again Having Fun And Exercise

I got so excited as soon as I could smell that delicious aroma of pine trees and ocean breezes. There is only one place that smells so good. I had my head out the window for the last five miles.

At my hotel

We stopped at the doggie park - which is not so exciting anymore. It seems like no doggies go there, or only just a few.

Then to the beach. Then to town. That was the other day.

Relaxing in town.
 Sometimes strangers stop
 and tell me how handsome I am

Today we hiked all the way through the dunes to the beach. It's called Snail Trail. It took a long time. Then we hiked back. It is like a desert, but without prickly things. Just sand and trees. I carried water in my back pack. I was real thirsty.

Everything looks the same
Daddy went the wrong way

Some kind of ruins

Hum, That's far

We ended up on a beach. Naturally.

Then we headed back on a different trail - actually it was the Snail Trail because the trail we took out was the wrong one because Daddy kinda got us lost a little because everything looks the same out there.

Reminds me of New Mexico 

I couldn't wait to get back to the car.

I know what a camel feels like! 

The hike tired me out. I'm pooped and I am going to bed early.

I Keep Telling Dad To Let Me Blog

I do a lot of stuff and go places, but Dad has been lazy lately and won't let me get to the computer - he hogs it.

Anyhow, he doesn't even take many pictures anymore, so I don't know what's up with that. I do need a photographer, you know. I have my thoughts to blog about, but without the pics, it wouldn't be the same.

 Me and Katija went into the brook for a splash and a drink.

 Daddy took me hiking, but we didn't go too far. Not enough time, Daddy said. Geez.

I have a secret drinking hole in the woods. Whenever we pass by it on our walk, I go and take a few sips of water. These trees made a nice drinking bowl and usually there is some water in there. It is quite tasty and refreshing.

But what I do best, when not out and about is LOUNGE!

Happy Birthday To Me!

I am five years old give or take a few days. Daddy Frank made me a birthday cake. It's got my favorite: carrots and peanut butter and cream cheese, with milk bone and LivaSnaps. Yum!

And I got a new collar, even though Daddies gave it to me when we got home from New Mexico. It has a pretty New Mexico design and it goes so nice with my eyes, don't you think?

Daddy yelled at me for not posing and sitting still for for a picture. Then he got me a treat and boy did I pay attention. I don't take my eyes off of treats! Oh, such torture! Give me that snack!

I'll give you my best pleading look. Oh, please! I can't stand it! Yum.

And double yum!

Happy Birthday to me!