Here's Buddy at one of the few dog beaches available in our county. Having a good ol' time!

He really liked hanging out with this girl and her sister. Every time they threw something in the water, he'd come running to investigate:
Ok, I admit it, I really like the first shot because his eyes looked so clear and focused. A lot of the time, however, they look like this:
Look at that face. He's a little worried there, his eyes are now almost completely clouded over from diabetes induced cataracts.
Every so often, I'd get on my knees close to the water line to snap a photo, and he'd come running up and barrel right into me. At this beach, he constantly ran into people and their chairs and beach stuff. Everyone was a good sport about it, thank God. It's a dog beach, after all. Most dog owners are the best kind of folk you'll ever meet! They all seemed to join us in warning him when he got too close.
Meet the natives!
Body language: check out the tail held high, the stiff back, ears forward, ready to plunge at moments notice. The other dog looks gentle and submissive. Buddy tends to do this to other dogs that are his size or larger.
He doesn't know what to make of little dogs because they can run around faster than he can. He can't puff out his chest at them. My mom's dog, a shi-tzu mix, likes to bite him on the legs and knock him to the ground. The only way he can control my mom's dog is to try to sit on him.
When he was a mere toddler doggy, he sized up a pit bull in the same way as shown here. I thought my heart was gonna leap right out of my throat. The pit was so well behaved, he just stood there, looking right at his owner, while Bozo puffed his chest out and ran in circles with me in tow.
The owner was very patient until I tackled young brawn- for -brains and hauled him back into the house. It has been nine years since that day and we still see the old pit bull and his owner on our walks. Buddy still tries to do the same thing every time we see them. But now the guy laughs and we always say howdy.
That is why I believe no matter how you raise them, you better keep an eye on their genes.
Now I digress! Back to the water! Tennis Balls! Fun!

Seriously, don't drink the water, Bucko.


This is why giant beach towels are a staple around here. Baths, too.
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