Life Is No Day At the Beach... At the Beach

The idea of the beach is exciting.  All of the pretty people, the ocean, the sound of the waves, and hunting for seashells all sounds wonderful... until you are actually at the beach.  I don't know how it is for humans, but for a stuffed dog, the beach is not the place to be on a summer day.

For starters, there is sand everywhere.  Not only does it get all over your fur, but it also burns your paws!  That sand gets really hot!  I found myself leaping from towel to towel in an effort to stay cool, inadvertently bonking people on the head with my shiny new sand bucket and shovel.  Also, the sand gets in my eyes pretty easily since I am so close to the ground, so I spent half of my time there blinking and rubbing at my eyes to try to get them clean.  I am not even going to get on the subject of so-called "sand fleas", but I will tell you that they are annoying.

Another annoying thing about being a stuffed dog is the existence of the ocean itself.  I mean, sure it looks pretty, but a stuffed animal is not exactly meant to explore the sea.  I put one paw in the water and suddenly it is so heavy that I can barely lift it.  You heard it here first folks!  Stuffed animals, magically wished alive, are extremely susceptible to water absorption.  Keep us dry and out of the water!

Probably the worst part of my day was attempting to tell people that Gomar was not going to bite them.  Everyone was freaking out when he came walking across the sand, and it didn't help that Blue Bear was maniacally laughing and somersaulting all the way down the beach.

Probably the only one of us who enjoyed the day was Seal, who loves being near the water, but even he got to be a bit irritating because he kept telling us to watch out for walruses the entire afternoon.  Humans may love the beach, but give me a nice day inside on a bed any day.  This puppy prefers the creature comforts of home!