There's nothing like being able to say, "I went to the beach today." I love to say that when my freezing friends and family call to complain about the frigid temperatures of the East. Mind you it was only 60 degrees at Del Mar dog beach today, but I still didn't have to wear a Thinsulate lined coat, two scarves, mittens, a hat and other miscellaneous cold weather accouterments.
How could you not love that face? Look at all those excited paw prints in the sand. Escape from the cold seems to be a necessary factor. Dooce and her family are fleeing the bitter Utah cold and coming to our wonderful micro climate and are especially excited about the doggy paradise.
Henry and Lola were so excited to get to the beach. I swear Henry knows the freeway exit. Once we got there and took off their leashes they were so excited, they ran and jumped and came back to thank us.
Henry surveyed the world.
And finally recovered from her sick tummy, Lola was having a blast.
Here she is shaking off.
We had a great time. I did have to wear a hat, but a hat while wearing flip-flops is not THAT bad.
