Smarty Spot

Monday, October 01, 2007

Putting the Beach back in Virginia


We arrived in Virginia Beach early in the summer, and I was so excited about doing some snorkling and sandcastle building I could hardly sit still. I even made up some blueprints of the perfect sandcastle and ordered my own trowel off the internet. I never received it because I listed our address simply as "THE BEACH!!" After all, I thought that's where we'd be spending most of our time.

Well, that didn't happen... But after a couple months of "Virginia" and not a whole lot of "Beach," we finally made it to the Promised Sand!


If you look closely, you'll see that's me and Scoche in the crowd. Scoche was in a happy, friendly mood...strangely enough. Whereas I know that at the beach - also known as THE BEACH!! - it's best to play it cool.

Which was hard because my owners didn't bring the snorkle, or the flippers, or even suntan lotion. They brought leashes. That's great if you're able to do things like walk on water, but not if you want to film underwater caverns. Lifelines are great, but when they're wrapped around your neck that sometimes doesn't qualify as "water safety"! (I'm sorry for being sarcastic. Sometimes I just have to vent my feelings in my private online journal. The owners read me like a book, and this is the one place where I can be alone with my feelings and the online community.)

Okay, back to the story. Snorkling was out since there was, uh, no snorkle, so that left sandcastle building. Which sounds easy enough, right? I have four paws, dewclaws and all that, what else do you need? Well, it depends what kind of sandcastle you want to build! Remember, I had a lot of time to draw blueprints over the summer.



I named this one "How I Spent My Summer." If I would've had my trowel it could've been even better. I think the paws look a little bit too much like fingers. I had wanted to add some paint, tinsel, and laser beams, but -- well, we don't need to talk any further about what the owners did or didn't pack. As a result, it came across a little more dark and disturbing than I had planned.

After all this work, it was lunch time! It turns out the owners did pack all sorts of great food! All is forgiven...


Then again, I was a bit disappointed in my portions. This weekend visitor ate my sandwich and brownies!


Not quite sure who she was. Apparently the babysitter... and apparently she's pretty new at it - she made some pretty big mistakes, like going for a walk but forgetting the whippets! She must have looked very foolish, pushing that stroller around the neighborhood without the dogs. As we know, humans don't always know how to "pack."

I forgive her, though. She's just a little wet behind the ears.

Which is more than I can say for myself!

But at least I have sand in my toes.

4 Comments:

  • At 8:01 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Smarty,

    It seems that your humans need a little help with their priorites. I guess all humans do - mine certainly does.

    We went to the beach a few weeks ago and it was for Portuguese Water Dog trials. Who wants to watch that? We whippets aren't spectators!

    Love,
    Holly

     
  • At 10:25 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    smarty, you can share your feelings with me anytime

     
  • At 3:02 PM, Blogger Joni & Charlie said…

    Smarty.. I do hope your owners at least let you off that terrible leash to chase a frisbee on the endless sand there. 'twould be torture to have to look at it all and not run! I know I couldn't!
    That was a pretty good sand castle. I look forward to seeing more work from you in the future.

     
  • At 5:33 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I only have one thing to say... Scoche and you are the hottest babes on the beach!
    Love,
    Lucy

     

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