My corgi Trooper loves the beach. He is a beach bum of the fluffiest variety.
To him the beach means three things:
- Waves to bark at.
2. Birds to bark at.
3. Water to run in that is just at his height.
And plenty of wide open space.
Trooper’s little heart sings a happy tune when he gets to go to the beach.
Last November we stowed him away in our hotel room at a really nice hotel (WHOOPS!) on a trip to Galveston for a friend’s wedding.
He was one grateful pup.
I’m pretty sure he rid Galveston Island of every pigeon and seagull that weekend.
Now, every time I see his paw twitch while he’s asleep, I just assume he’s dreaming of running on the beach.