Let's get to it!
In the words of The Lady Reggie (this is the point where you strap on your cap loaded with imagination)...
Yesterday it stormed in the Palm Beaches.
Pausing for you to imagine the rain hitting the sand.
You imagined it, didn't you?
When you live in the Palm Beaches, you don't have to imagine it. Nope, you just watch it rain from the luxury of a heavy cushion on the covered patio, and when it ends you stare at your humans long enough and they fold like a cheap (well, we are in the Palm Beaches, so it's not that cheap) tent, trot you to the car and before you can have time to bark at passing dogs, you are pressing paw to sand.
Anyway, that is what happened yesterday.
Groovy car ride, with groovy (mostly) music, and-- Bam! I had the dog-beach in Jupiter to myself (naturally, I couldn't shake the humans)
It was time to get my run, sniff and prance (I am a Cavi, so prancing with my fluffy tail held high comes with the deal) on!
Grateful me for the dog beach, especially when I get to be the number one dog!
Wait, I am always the number one dog, what am I saying?
Stay with us, kids, I have plenty to say and, even if it is boring (most things on the Internet are, so don't cast a side-eye toward toward my boring fluff)...I am a super cute Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, and that is never boring.
See ya 'round the beaches, bitches ( I get to say it, because I AM one, remember?)!
Please come, and envision the world through the eyes of me, The Lady, Reggie (yeah, I'm a dog, but these days everyone yaps about nothing on a blog).