Finally, for the first time this season, we were able to go to the beach, yippee!! Unfortunately, the peanut heads had to stay home, as no dogs are allowed on state beaches, bummer. And yes, I did feel super guilty for leaving them behind, and I can tell that Lilibell was not too happy at all (Mom, it's a Sunday and you're required to either take us or stay home with us!!!)
Sunday morning came, and we loaded up the truck, headed over to pick up our friend Anthony, and made the trip down to Scarborough State Beach. What normally would've been a 45 minute drive for us turned into an hour and a half due to the loads of traffic! We've been so deprived of nice weather since June, people were coming out of the woodwork for a day in the sun, lol! Once we got to the beach, we set up the blanket and chairs and settled down for a relaxing day in the sun.
As we were sitting there, we noticed a lady nearby who had the cutest little dachshund with her. I was wondering how she got her dog onto the beach, and was a little bummed and guilty for leaving my puppers at home. Now, I thought she was with some people who were near us, as she left her dog with them and went swimming. But Anthony overheard her ask them if they could watch her dog while she went swimming. I was like "I would've watched him if she asked me!" When she came back, she got her dog and took him in for a little dip. Once both of them came out, she was standing kind of near us and I asked her how she got him onto the beach. Turns out he is her service dog (for emotional reasons). Then she asked me if I could watch him while she went back in and I of course jumped at the chance! Off she went, and the poor little thing started shivering and whimpering for his mama. So I got him in my lap, wrapped him in a blanket and proceeded to sooth and comfort him until she got back. She was amazed that he took to me like that, I told her that he must've sensed the dog mama in me, hehe!
The woman, Cathy is her name, then spent the afternoon keeping me company while Steve and Anthony took off fishing, and I must say that I had a very enjoyable afternoon with her and Fenway Frank. Yes, that's his name, Fenway because that's near where she rescued him from a man who was abusing him, and she added Frank to it because he's a hotdog! He was the sweetest, loving little dog and I've fallen completely head over heels in love with him. I just wish I had my camera with me so I could've gotten his picture! His coloring was a beautiful reddish brown and he had the cutest stumpy little legs and adorable floppy ears. He only weighed 10 pounds, so he was very easy to cuddle on my lap.
I didn't get any information from her, such as her address, as we had no pen and paper, but I did locate her on YellowPages and will send her a nice note to thank her and Fenway for a lovely afternoon at the beach!