Back to the Beach!

A couple of weekends ago, Mom, her friend, her two kids, the dogs, and I all packed into a tiny station wagon and drove to the beach.  We stayed a very short time and it rained half of the time we were there, but it was so worth it.  The beach smelled great.  The water is too cold so mom didn't throw me in like she usually does.  AND we got to go to our favorite bakery - Salty Paws.

Since there are no tall trees and we were right on the coast, we got to watch a storm roll in over us.  Kind of spooky looking.  While I hate rain, well because obviously then I can't play frisbee, watching that storm was really neat.

Luckily, it did not rain that long, so we were able to go back to the beach for a little bit before we had to leave for home.  The ride home seemed to take forever.  I forced my way to the front seat.  Mom wouldn't switch with me, so I sat in her lap on the way home.  I was getting kind of drowsy.  

Then, we stopped at Cracker Barrel for dinner.  Of course, we had to stay in the car.  It is so ridiculous to me that dogs are not allowed in restaurants.  It's supposedly for health reasons, but, I mean, really?  We're more likely to get sick from the food than what humans have to give us.

Anyway, so we were left in the car while mom and her friend went inside to eat.  I got bored.

So, I had a little Pirate's Booty when they left.