Saturday was the dog show in Seaside. I left early, but even so, by the time I hit Gilroy at 9am, it was already 80 degrees. Pleh. But then going thru the hills and hitting the coast, it plunged back down to about 65 and all misty. Perfect weather for a dog show, no sweating involved! Art, however, chose to remain behind, sleeping in with plans of all sorts for the day. And then it hit, oh, 95? I think he was happy to comply when I called and suggested that he drive out and meet me after we were finished showing (noonish) and we could go to the beach. When the thermometer hit around 100 I think that sounded like a pretty damn fine idea.
So Art met me in Seaside and we went to Carmel by the Sea for the rest of the day. First stop…Forge in the Forest. They serve people…and dogs.
Perfect. We were all hungry (the dogs and I don’t eat before a show; I’ll throw up and they’ll not pay attention to the bait) This restaurant has an outdoor patio and even sports a dog menu. (don’t say anything…. we have dogs, not children…at least our sprogs don’t sit screaming and crying, throw food, or even better, tell loud stories about bodily functions that all the restaurant patrons can enjoy whilst trying to enjoy an overpriced meal)
So Art and I had salads and mojitos and the dogs had chicken strips and a quarter hounder, no cheese and a huge bowl of water.
(yeah yeah yeah, we know, this is going to spawn a whole new batch of bad table manners that will have to be broken)
Sunshine played on the table, and beach smells swirled around the patio. Not the nasty rotting seaweed smells, just good “Carmel Approved” beach smells. Dretti appreciated them, obviously.
Look…I married a man who wears Hawaiian print shirts, in public! Gosh I love him!!!
The weather was perfect for the patio, no misty beach weather, sunshine and mojitos, the dogs….just perfect.
Then we went to a fancy scmancy dog store (duh, we live dogs, so what would be more appropriate?) Dretti and D-Square were treated to new collars and a bunch of new toys (woot, like they NEEDED more toys).
And then……THE BEACH!!!!! The fog had rolled in, and everything was misty and sort of “summer dreary” (not too cold, sorta warm, but all misty and greyish). The beach was full of people, but we went to the far south end and found a little stretch with not too many kids or other dogs. Art made Dretti stay on the leash because he was being a party pooper (Art, not the dog), and Dee saw fit to tease the shit out of him.
And then they ran. And ran and ran and ran.
We played stick games
And laughed when the ocean bit Brown Dog in the butt
The kids posed for beach portraits;
(note the new collars, covered in sand now)
And then The Pants spent some time sitting, and just thinking about boats.
Art and I enjoyed ourselves completely today. We watched a wedding on the beach, it was small and pretty…complete with the brides poopy-drawered toddler and the obligatory hot blonde wedding guest in a partialy see through mini-dress (I seriously think she wasn’t wearing underwear, at least from where I was sitting it didn’t look like it) The drive home was long, and boring. But it was a good day at the beach. If any of you decide to come visiting, remind us to take y’all to Carmel by the Sea. You’ll love it.