Worth celebrating

A perfect day, that is.

They’re few and far between in this time of coronavirus. Today was one such. Despite the frightening things happening in the south of the country, we had the sensation of being a million miles away from the trouble. The day was pleasantly warm and beautifully sunny. We had nothing pressing to do apart from loading the dishwasher to deal with last night’s family barbecue. So we decided that the Husband and I and doggo would go and do something we hadn’t done for a while.

Have brunch at the beach.

Doggo lay on his quilt under the table, peacefully digesting his puppacino while we demolished our Eggs Benedict, the Husband’s with excellent locally-cured bacon, and mine with garlicky mushrooms and extra hollandaise (they never give you enough). After we’d topped it off with coffee, Mouse made it known that he wished to visit the beach across the road. (In case you’re wondering, he starts hopping on the spot and dancing with impatience, with his ears pricked.)

Righto, Mouse, your wish is our command. He loves walking on the beach, the sand is a pleasant surface for him โ€“ softer than the road, less impeding than grass. He’s always straining slightly to run, but we’ve never let him off leash because he could be out of earshot in a few seconds. A colleague of the Husband’s had suggested that a sandbar surrounded by incoming or ebbing tide might be a good place to let him run, because he’d have nowhere to go. We tried that, wading out knee-deep to a good-sized sandbar surrounded by water.

Oops.

A delighted doggo took four steps on the sandbar, then leapt into the water, bounded up to the main beach and started to run. Before we could expire of a heart attack, we saw that he was doing a figure 8 around other people there instead of heading into the sunset. When I called him, he came, after one more lightning-fast loop, splashing back to us and bounding up with a huge grin on his pointy face. We made a big fuss of him and told him he was a Very Good Boy.

That was fun, Mum, can I do it again?

Of course after that he needed to shake off all over us a couple of times, submit to having his paws de-sanded, shake off again and leap into the car, still with the huge grin on his chops. Clearly an isolated sandbar is no impediment. We’d imagined he might be deterred, having previously indicated he was not keen on actual waves. Obviously that was all forgotten, and he is now Sea Dog. Luckily he doesn’t smell of wet dog in the car. And also luckily, he doesn’t mind being hosed down at home to get rid of the salt.

Our blood pressure has returned to normal, doggo has napped all afternoon, the Husband has fixed the scooter lights and I have done my chores. I can’t forget the sheer delight on that pointy black face, and the gift of speed he enjoyed so much. What a pleasure it is to make your dog happy…

Today, all is well in our world.

44 thoughts on “Worth celebrating

  1. tialys says:

    Sounds like the perfect day – apart from the risk of heart attack brought on by the beach zooming. I think Mouse knows which side his bread’s buttered by now and probably would always return but better safe than sorry.

    • katechiconi says:

      That’s exactly what I think too, but for the sake of my heart and sanity, I think we’ll probably restrict the free running to fenced dog parks for the foreseeable future. He was such a happy puppy, though…

  2. Omg … they would have been heart pounding…. and I can definitely see the grin on his face ๐Ÿ˜„
    But he is a good boy having come back to you when called ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ

  3. nanacathy2 says:

    Oh bless him- a red letter day for Mouse.

  4. Marty K says:

    I can imagine the look of sheer joy on Mouse’s face. I can also imagine the not-so-joyous look on your faces. Glad everything worked out in the end and Mouse had a fun time.

    The pre-zoomies lunch sounds delicious! I absolutely LOVE Eggs Benedict. Extra hollandaise is a must. ๐Ÿ™‚

    Stay safe!

    • katechiconi says:

      I think EB is my favourite of all brunches, although the Husband is a great fan of bacon pancakes… Mouse also likes them very much, but is only allowed to do the Greyhound Plate Pre-Wash, he doesn’t actually get any bacon.

  5. claire93 says:

    we were the proud owners of an Irish Wolfhound (a few dogs ago) and I agree that, when you’ve got a dog that’s built for speed, there is no greater pleasure than to see them able to enjoy stretching those legs and having a good run at full speed.

  6. My two are now jealous! We went to beach this week but it was pebbles – no good for running or lying on! I imagine Mouse is now so attached to you that he will always come back – even if not quite as quickly as you would like! – but it is always a worry when they are faster than you are.

  7. We have some good beaches locally that are enclosed bays, with the only exit being the path down or the swim to Ireland. They are great for letting the dogs run. How lovely, though, for mouse to be able to stretch his legs on the sand and work off his puppacino.

    • katechiconi says:

      That’s exactly what I told the Husband we needed, on the way home! Trouble is, Mackay is mostly very flat, with huge wide beaches. But from now on, I’ll be looking out for suitable zoomie beaches on our travels.

  8. Definitely worth celebrating!
    ๐Ÿ™‚

  9. Emmely says:

    Sounds like a great day!

  10. kymlucas says:

    Just like our camping trip – perfect getaway. And, even better for you, coming back (of Mouse ๐Ÿ˜‰).

  11. I think one of the strongest bits of evidence that we are all one, as quantum physics indicates and as poets advocate, is this sort of shared experience. Mouse’s utter joy in his freedom to run can’t help but fill you with the feelings of freedom and joy even as you call it back in memory. At its essence, everything is sand and sea and Mouse and you.

  12. Dayphoto says:

    That beach zooming was SCARY…I’m glad it didn’t turn into anything but FUN!

  13. Sharon says:

    A wonderful outing filled with deliciousness, lots of thrills and chills and adventure.

  14. That first time is terrifying but thrilling to be able to allow them such joy. Your breakfast sounds amazing… mmm garlicy mushrooms.

    • katechiconi says:

      I need to source some more safe running spaces for him. Ideally, I need an enclosed bay with cliffs around it and one path in and out! Breaky was fab, and we’ll take you there next time you come north.

  15. Good food, good company, good weather – what more could anyone want?! Perfection ๐Ÿ™‚

  16. tinaor says:

    What a lovely day – apart from the temporary worry of a heart attack! – may there be more similar and even better (of course stress free next time!)

    • katechiconi says:

      It was so lovely… I hope there will be many more like it. The Husband is talking wistfully about the pancakes with Italian sausage brunch option, so I’m willing to bet a return visit is on the cards so he can try that one too!

  17. I can feel you hearts stopping for a beat or two. Mine would too. My little Schatzie would run like that in snow. She just loved snow for the same reason I think. It was gentle on the paws. Of course she was small so she didn’t get far nor would she go far. We called her Velcro. ๐Ÿ˜‰ I agree, you love to see them so happy.

  18. Steph says:

    I’m all too familiar with that near-heart-attack! Shinee has bolted after kangaroos a couple of times at a friend’s rural property.

    She doesn’t like water either, so I would have thought the sandbar idea perfect! Obviously Mouse had other ideas…

    • katechiconi says:

      We were pretty sure he’d regard the water as a barrier, judging by past behaviour, but he leaped into it with huge bounds, heading out and heading back! I’m just so happy and relieved that he came when called.

  19. rutigt says:

    ๐Ÿ™‚ โค

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