Our dog, Bertie Woofter, lived to run. Winter was when we had more time to take him to the beach, and the best beaches were the ones at Fort Canby State Park where there are no cars. (There is probably a leash law, but the statute of limitations must have expired on this crime by now.)
Above, with our friend John and his dog Daisy at Waikiki Beach…not Hawaii, Fort Canby State Park near Ilwaco. I think it is so called because the body of a Hawaiian sailor washed up there once upon a time.
Year round, he would choose to sit in the truck on any day off, just in case we went somewhere.