Not every hike is a “hike”… sometimes it’s just a walkabout.
I had been looking for a new collar from a hard-to-find brand for Tucker and the nearest store that sold it was in Ventura. It’s a bit of a drive, but without a job and it being rather warm in the valley, getting closer to the ocean seemed like a good idea.
We came up empty on the exact collar I had wanted, but I made an impulse buy at a little local pet supply shop that was even better. Having driven 45 miles to spend $40, we headed to Ventura Beach where dogs are allowed to tread sand.
We came up empty on the exact collar I had wanted, but I made an impulse buy at a little local pet supply shop that was even better. Having driven 45 miles to spend $40, we headed to Ventura Beach where dogs are allowed to tread sand.
Of course Tucker needed to stand a bench first to get the lay of the land and sea.
And then stand on a rock to find the best place to walk on the beach wherein his feet would not end up wet. Tucker believes water is only for drinking, not for standing in.
And a rock a little closer to the beach…
And finally feet touch sand!
It took a moment, but Tucker finally got into his Tucker trot on the wet sands.
Okay, so it’ll never be hot enough to be completely in water, but a little cool damp sand under the belly is actually kind of nice.
While I enjoyed the ocean view, with my eyes, Tucker took in the scents with eyes closed, not even facing the Pacific. That’s the joy of dogs: they can experience the beauty of a place without even looking.
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