Heading east for a short while!
Though he probably doesn’t remember it, I made Hobbs a promise. I promised that the next time that he visited, I would take him to the beach. Vera, Tony, and Hobbs are with me over the New Year’s weekend.
Yesterday morning, Hobbs and I decided to go to the beach. When we walked out of the door, we were greeted with an icy blast of wind and treated to a bit of art left on the grass and clover by Jack Frost, but we decided to go anyway.
During the ride to the beach, about 40 minutes, Hobbs was his usual, excited self. Hopping from front seat to back seat, staring out of the window, and barking at strangers when we were at a stoplight.
When we got to the beach, it was just about 8:30 AM. I paused to read the rules of the beach. Isle of Palms has an ordinance that says that dogs can only be off-leash from 5:00 AM – 8:00 AM. 3 hours. That’s it. I was not expecting to see many people, and I didn’t. As I said, it was 8:30 AM and it was cold, about 35 degrees F.
When we got to the beach, it was abandoned, save for a few stragglers, all with dogs off-leash, here and there. I turned the wild man loose! Of course, when he’s off leash, there is no such thing as a straight line. He zigged and he zagged, up a dune, down a dune, north, south, west … not east, though. That’s where the water is and Hobbs doesn’t do water, except for drinking!
Finally, he spotted the seagulls and with quick look back at me to see if it was OK, a confirming ‘Go!’ from me was all that he needed. I’m happy to say that no seagulls were harmed. All that they needed to do was fly out over the water for the briefest of flights and that was it.
During the 45 minutes or so that we stayed at the beach, he never got his paws wet, though he did ‘wet’ several plants! Hobbs just turned 10 years old in October of 2009. An all-out jaunt of 45 minutes is enough for him, then he was ready to return to the car.
On the trip back home, he lay on the front seat, head lolling, hanging over the edge of the seat, no longer interested in strangers, no longer interested in looking out of the window, no longer considering anything except for sleep. It was a quiet ride back. He was at peace. I was at peace. I was very glad that I had kept my promise to him. It was a great way to start the year!
Oh, BTW, I know that’s a crazy crooked horizon, but it just seemed to fit the atmosphere of the chase.