Dog at the beach.

During my visit home, earlier this summer, my parents and I took Chloe-bear to the beach. It was her second trip to the beach and this time was very different from the first. Last time, it was quite with very few dog encounters. This time, we went to a different beach and the beach was filled with dogs! Mostly big dogs, but all very friendly (with the exception of a yappy yorkie, go figure). We almost acquired an old retriever who thought he was our lap dog. It was the sweetest thing. He kept coming over to us to "visit." His owner had to practically drag him away.

Our new friend.

Chloe's favorite place, on a towel and NOT in the water. Just like her "sissy."

Our lil rat.

With her daddy.