The golden grand-dog accompanied us on vacation at the beach house recently and we had the opportunity to have her off lead on the secluded beach.
It was a pleasure to watch her joy in the freedom to choose where she sniffed or ventured, including into the water.
Georgie took great joy in running into and out of the water, then rolling in the red sand.
Shaking off, she sent a spray of sand everywhere, covering you too if you were close enough. I wasn’t fast enough to get away one time and I was covered, even in my hair.
At low tide Georgie liked to roll in the seaweed. I don’t know of anything she likes better than being wet and smelly.
This Golden retriever is not known for retrieving. When you throw a stick she normally runs to it and chews it. This past week, she retrieved the same stick thrown into the water three times. Then she looked at my husband as if to say, “You’re not serious! I brought it back to you three times already.”
After that week when Georgie had freedom on the beach, I’ve come to feel sad for her in her regular life. It is a quiet life usually, with our daughter and the kids or my husband and I. She is a loyal, loving dog and is great with the kids. However, she loved the freedom to explore on her own near her family. I wish she could explore like that every day.