Sunday, October 6, 2013

Beach Bound 2013

It has been weird around here without Dante.  He was definitely not a wallflower and had so many health issues, that he was a large presence.  He was also always beside me and always underfoot.  But his urn is beside Henry's now and we are doing OK.  We had a party for him and burned his 'anti-poop' eating muzzles that he hated so much (but were SUCH a necessity since poop didn't agree with him and would come right back up).  It was a fitting memorial.

A few days later, it was time to pack up and head to Beach Bound Hounds this year. Kristen and I have gone 4 years in a row and try very hard  not to miss it.  The past years we have taken Cali, Dana, Stan and Jaime.  This year Kelli represented the black dog contingent.  We definitely missed Jaime's morning hoopty dances though.  It was fun having a young one again at the beach, though Kelli didn't seem too interested in the water.
it was hard to find a place for Kristen and I to sleep..
 Dana will be 13 in January, so she got to take it easy and not go to all the events. Stanley has a gimpy foot, so he kept her company when we did longer beach walks.  But typically, we did a lot of this
 The weather was perfect.  Mid to upper 70sF so the dogs would come out with us in the morning (under the umbrella) and we'd take them in at lunch for a break.  Then we'd usually bring them back out around 4. It even got a little chilly at night. 
 Dana would move out to the sun to get some warmth on her old bones.
Kristen, Stanley and Kelli
 Me, Cali and Dana
On Saturday, we had no 'planned' event for the evening so we stayed on the beach until the sun went down.  We lost our umbrella, but we didn't need it.  Stanley brought out the stuffie but dropped it pretty quickly.  Cali did not think the sheep needed to be outside so she held on to it for safe keeping.
Angelic Cali
Or not so much...
The final morning, everyone gathers on the beach. Typically, I get a shot from our balcony. But this year, we had a first floor room which was very nice and great for the older dogs..but the view wasn't the same.  it was worth that however to not have to wait for an elevator in the morning!  But we sat but for a bit and got some sunrise group photos.
 And a parting shot of Shiloh.  I was worried she'd grieve over Dante, but I think the dementia is just enough to make her not realize a lot of things.  So far she seems 'normal' for a 16 year old lady.

9 comments:

Mad Red Hare said...

Looks like a greyt time! BBH is on my bucket list. Sadie and I are heading to Dewey this week!

Sue said...

What a fab place and with Greyhounds even better.

Planet said...

Looks like you, Kristen, and the pups had a greet time! Hope to make it down there one year.

Greyhounds CAN Sit said...

On my bucket list is a trip to the US for at least one Greyhound weekend event. So glad that everything is going reasonably well for you since losing Dante and that Shiloh is OK.

Never Say Never Greyhounds said...

Love the burning poop muzzle celebration/memorial! So fitting. :-)

Looks like a fun weekend!

gyeong said...

No wonder the kids were pooped when they got home. All that laying around the beach is tiring.

What Remains Now said...

I LOVE Greyhound events. This looks like a wonderful one.

houndstooth said...

I've always wished I could attend this event just once! You guys make it look like so much fun. I'm glad you had a good time!

Hazel said...

You did a greyt job sharing this with us. I'm so glad that you were able to let them enjoy the beach.