Where's the Beach?!

Tilly patiently waiting for her next adventure!

Editor's Note: This is another fun adventure at the local beach!  Enjoy!

It was a glorious day right from the start. The wind was light and the sun was shining so brightly overhead that you had to squint to see in front of you. Alison had a ton of work to do so I sat around patiently wondering—"Are we going to go to the beach today? Am I going to get to play with my bestest friend Coal today? When are we going on our adventure?" Well just as I was losing hope and thinking today there would be no adventure in my future the phone rang. I could not understand exactly what was going on but I heard these three things, "beach, Coal, 11:30!" Well my adrenaline started pumping because I was raring to go—WAHOO the beach. Alison started to pack up all of the things we need, you know the normal laundry list of things, treats, water, poop-bags, etc. and away we went. I was so excited the whole ride I was whimpering in the car. Coal was already there waiting for me and I could not get out of the car fast enough. Well we walked onto the beach and boy it was awe-inspiring, breath-taking, just stunning. The Atlantic Ocean was as calm as a pond—the wind was minimal and the beach seemed to stretch on forever. Well Coal and I were released from our tethers and we were free to roam, run, wrestle, jump, and even swim—ssshhhh, do not say anything because we were supposed to be leashed at all times—but who was watching!! We ran and ran and ran—It was absolutely glorious! This is what freedom feels like. Peaceful, calm, unabridged, and exciting. There were so many friends on the beach this beautiful day, each time we came near another dog or people—Alison would leash us up again, so that no problems arose. I mean why would anyone want to ruin such an amazing day. The first little friend we met was Odie—a 3 month old Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. Alison would not let me and Coal off our leashes. She kept saying he is too little to play with. Why did he get to run around free—I mean I am a good dog—humpf!! But Alison did not want me to unintentionally hurt him while playing or running—he was just a little baby, so I understood—kinda! We left Odie and Coal and I were once again freed from our shackles to run and romp on the beach! Then we came up to another group of friends—it was a Father and his young daughter and their dog Milly. She was a 2 year old Bouvier des Flandres and she was fun. Though at first she was leery of Coal and his intentions. She was very, very protective of that little girl. In fact it was really neat to see this dog's protecting behaviors. Milly always kept one eye on that little girl and one eye on Coal and she definitely kept pushing Coal away from that little girl. If Coal would come charging down the beach, Milly would run out toward him and veer him away from the child—all the while barking and making it known that no tom-foolery would be tolerated. Milly would even approach Coal and lay her head over his back—definitely posturing her dominance over him. Milly did not seem at all threatened by me though—she liked me, it must be because our names rhyme—MILLY and TILLY—oh isn't that SILLY! Well Coal and I started to wrestled and chase each other and all of a sudden—Milly realized that Coal was not a threat at all—and that we were fun to play with. Well we all started running around and jumping in the water. Then we would chase each other all over the beach. Oh what a glorious day indeed. Alison kept looking for sea-glass and gave all of it to the little girl. That little girl's face would light up like a ray of sunshine with each piece of sea-glass Alison would give her. Milly had to go and we still had a long walk back to the car—so off we went again. We found a ton more friends on the walk, a Golden Retriever, Woof—that is his real name! He was a bit scared of Coal and I though. Alison tried to throw his stick for him. He would swim all the way out into the ocean and retrieve it, but then Coal would swim out with him and as soon as Coal went near the stick, Woof would drop it—humpf, wimp! !!! Alison threw the stick for Woof a ton more times, but alas he bored us so we moved on. Coal and I were getting closer to the end of our beach adventure so we took the opportunity to run around like looney tunes and wrestle for the last leg of the walk. By the time we reached the car I could barely lift my head. Alison lifted me into the car and I fell fast asleep. But unfortunately I was awoken by being leashed up again because I had to get in the shower—yuckie baths. But now I am fresh and clean—and all tuckered out from my adventure at the beach. Be well my friends and stayed tuned for more of Tilly's Tales!!

I wonder what fun adventures Tilly will have next? Is Tilly going away for Christmas...hmmmmm I wonder??? Stay tuned to find out what Tilly will get into next!