Fun at the Beach with Reggie

Sometimes I play with the waves. They try to sneak up on me and get me wet.

Our motorhome traveling gives me the opportunity to play at the big lake that Dad calls the ocean. I know it is big because we travel in one direction, and I see it and we travel in the other direction and (much later) and I see it too. There’s a lot of room in-between, but the big lake must be even bigger than all that space in-between!

There are usually a lot of friends to play with on the beach. I like to race with them until they tire out.

I see lots of dogs at the beach. We can only go to special beaches just for dogs. Dad’s always hissing under his breath that this beach and that beach won't allow dogs to play. I think it’s pretty impolite of them to forbid us. Maybe it’s not safe for us dogs, since Dad is always talking about all the polluted lakes and oceans in the world. I suspect the ones we aren’t allowed at are too dirty for dogs, but OK for humans. (Humans must like the pollution since they work so hard to make it.)

When we get to the beach I can’t wait to hop out and explore it. That soft white dirt feels so great on my paws. It’s cool, too (if you dig down a couple inches). I have fun rolling around in it. The beach has so much running room, too. No bushes, or stickers or obstacles, just lots of space for running. I like it when I run next to the waves and my paws make big impressions in the wet dirt that disappear quickly. (Dad says the white dirt at the beach is called sand. I tell you this in case you didn’t know it either.) You can also play games with the waves. They pretend to come and cover you up and then they run back into the ocean without hurting you. I run from them and they never get me, except I get a little wet, but that’s OK! I lick the water off (it tastes really weird but I like the taste. Dad says the big lake has salt in it, and that’s what makes the taste so weird. Whatever!)

I race Mom on the Segway on Whaleshead beach in Oregon. I won!


Whaleshead beach has a wading pool, if you don't like the waves. Look at the big rocks!

We once went to a beach called Whaleshead in Oregon. I looked around and didn’t see a whale, until I looked far out into the water and there it was! A great big whale stuck in the water. It was a long beach and nobody but us was on the beach. I had a race with Mom on the Segway and I won!

Lots of things to find on the beach in Squim!

Another type of beach we visited is one with mostly rocks instead of sand. We went to this place Dad called Sequim, Washington and stayed in an RV Park about 2 blocks from the beach on Puget Sound. Dad said that was part of the big lake too. Rocky beaches aren’t as much fun as sandy ones, but there are all types of things to explore on the these beaches and plenty of room to run. Especially dead strange animals including fish and jellyfish and seals and birds. Dad wouldn’t let me play with them. They smelled pretty awful too. I wanted to roll over them, but Dad told me not to do it and I obeyed.

This is Del Monte Beach,CA. Dad used to live in one of the apartments in the background.

We also have been to the beaches in Monterey, California. We stayed at the Naval Postgraduate School RV Park not far from Del Monte beach. It’s a great wide beach and right next to where Dad used to live, way before I was born. The smells there are strange, but I like it anyway. I can run and run then stop whenever I smell something new. I like to jump in the water and then shake it on Dad. He seems to like it because he yells a lot when I do it. Also, chasing the big birds there is a lot of fun, even if I don’t catch them. They are big white birds. Not too far away are giant seals that make a lot of noise all the time. I’m not sure I want to play with them. If they rolled over on me, I’d be squished for sure…ugh!

Mom and I love to play on the beach. That's me jumping.

In Pacific Grove, California, not far away from Del Monte Beach, and next to a place Dad used to live, we went to a nice large beach. One nice thing you can do is play with your Mom and Dad in ways you can’t do in the RV or even outside your RV. There are too many ways to hurt yourself or your Mom and Dad playing rough inside or just outside your RV. On the beach the dirt is soft and there is a lot of room to fall safely. Mom and I played a long time and had a great time jumping (I was the one jumping.)

Monterey has some big rocky places where you can't run, but there are little pools with animals in them that are fun to sniff.

Nearby is a beach with nothing but large black rocks. You can’t run there, but there are a lot of little puddles of water that have strange animals in them. It’s fun to sniff them, but you have to be careful of the waves that sometimes sneak up on you.

We walked through the water in the Gulf of Mexico. I'm trying to keep from getting my nose wet!

We’ve also been to a beach near Pensacola in Florida, a part of the big lake Dad calls the Gulf of Mexico. It’s got really green water (or so Dad claims) and sometimes a lot of noise and light and water coming from the sky (we have to leave then). Mom took me for a walk through the water. It was warm and I liked it except for when I got my nose covered in it.

There are a lot of things to smell on a beach.

We’ve been on beaches in Maine, and even the Florida Keys. I like any beach where I can run and play. It’s one part of being an RV Dog that I really like. If you are in your RV make sure your Mom and Dad know you like the beach. (Oh, one thing, please try to avoid making a mess on the pretty white dirt. Everyone walks there and they don’t like to see your messes. If you just have to do it there, make sure your Mom or Dad pick it up. They like to do that I'm pretty sure.)

Hope to see you in the surf!

Arf,

Reggie