Guess where we went last weekend.
Yep - you guessed it our fave West Coast hideaway - Soul Beach.Its not really called Soul Beach but its our big secret. See its working, we had the place to ourselves. Possibly because on Saturday it was howling a gale and all other sensible doggies n humans were at home trying to climb into their heaters.
Not us hardened types. Bring on the freezing we say.
Hey, how come Boston gets to go First Class? He must have cashed in some air miles.
Next time check our tickets aye matey. Its freezing in here.
Who says that boys doesn't do multi taskin.As it was such a big blow, a few things more than should have been were washed up on the beach. Awww poor little Happy Feet... :-(
|PAWS ON HEART, WE WONT ROLL IN IT|
I know they buried that dead fish head under this rock, I can smell it. Quick - give me a hand while no one is looking. We can get in a sneaky chew and a roll.
While Euan n Boston did puppy stuff I got down to the much more serious art of parfum spread. Can you see me in the background, busy doin dog stuff?
Doin scary face
Boston puttin on the bitey
We had the whole werld to ourselves. Paradise.
Well it was a werld big enough for 4 dogs a couple of people and a dead penguin anyways.
And a kingfisher.
Mum did take this photo for to prove that the sun does shine out of our fluffy butts.
See you next week.