Last weekend we went to the beach for the day, and of course, we took our dogs with us.  Abby loves the beach, when we get close she can smell the ocean air and sticks her head out the window.  For us it’s a two and one half hour ride to get to the beach so it’s an all day trip.  We can drive our car out on the beach, and when we do Abby just goes nuts.  We parked the car on the sand, and let Abby and Maggie out, off she went running as fast as she could towards the water.  Maggie on the other hand was not so sure of things.  Maggie still gets very nervous when she is out of her element, meaning home.  Maggie likes being home where she is in control.  Abby on the other hand ran, and ran as fast as she could, and tried to get Maggie to play with her, but Maggie just wanted to stay with us, she did however get a little bit brave, and did go towards the ocean with Abby, but quickly came back to be with us.

Abby is so happy at the beach you can just see it on her face, and she is such a joy to watch as she runs, and runs in and out of the water, chasing birds, and pouncing on Maggie trying to get her to play.  The pictures on this blog of Abby are at the beach, and you can see just how happy she is. 

Update on Abby, she is fine, no problems at all, thank god. It has been a long three days watching her. As a matter of fact she is up to her old tricks.  My husband is not going to be happy when he comes home for lunch today.

I got up and saw him off for work this morning, then got on the treadmill for my forty-minute walk.  After I was done, I went into our bedroom so I could take a shower, and there on the floor was the toilet brush and a piece of (I call it mop board) or I guess its wallboard, anyway both had been chewed.  I was so shocked at the wallboard lying there I could not speak.  When we re-did our bathroom, there was a small section where my husband starting to put the wallboard up and then left it to finish later, well its been a long time, and it still has not been done, so miss Abby took care of it.  She pulled it off the wall and chewed it up, so now my husband has to do it all over again.  He forgot to shut the bathroom door this morning after he was done, and while I was walking Abby had a hay day in the bathroom.

We have to keep all doors closed in the house to keep her out of the rooms so things like this do not happen.  Its like we have to baby-proof the house, I thought I was all done with that as all my kids are grown and married, they have to baby-proof there homes I should not have to, yea right, Abby is worse than any of my children were by far.