It’s been raining for days here in the Pacific NW, but it seems like forever in dog years. I look out the window and stare wistfully at the street. I bet you’re saying: Sage, you LOVE water. What’s up? Well, you know, it has to be on my terms. I’m a true Oregon dog–mud and water–but this stuff falling from the sky, day after day, gets me all confuserated–how am I supposed to swim in it? There’s puddles, that’s for sure, but I only get in them after running and running and running and getting H..O..T. We’ve managed to get a few walks in, but you know me! It’s NOT enough.So, I dreamed of my last trip to the coast–just a few days ago–before the rain. I usually go with Mom’s friend’s pack–Toby, Heidi and Macy. But we added more-a pack of 6! Notice who’s the smallest :). How much fun was that? (LOTS)
It starts with a race across the sands. Heidi watches as I zoom by.Then a little surf time
I love running out and cooling down in the water!
You already know I found a sand dollar or two. After a rousing game of sand dollar frisbee, we stopped to take a rest. I sorta got covered with sand, but I don’t know how that happened…
Heidi rested a little bit differently than I.
She’s my newest BFF–I even taught her some of the finer points of herding and she now does a pretty good job of the initial crouch. Interestingly, some of the Saint Bernard’s ancestral roots are Swiss herding dogs, even though they were bred for rescue.
But as all dreams go, they come to an end…
Sage: Is it EVER going to stop raining?
Mom: It will, but not before I have to leave you for a week.
Sage: WHAT? My dream just turned into a nightmare!
Mom: I know, I know. You’ll be fine, though. Your pack will be around and you’ll be well taken care of by your Dad and your favorite pet-sitter. And besides, I’m going to take care of the Popstar. She talks about her ‘Sagie’ all the time. And you know I’ll send you pictures! AND, we’ll have lots of fun when I get home.