Weekend at the Beach

Chris and I took last Friday and Monday off to have a mini-vaction at the Beach this weekend. Chris' cousin has a beach house in Fenwick that he likes to share with us when it would be vacant otherwise, so we took the opportunity.

Anyway, it was Ollie's first time seeing the ocean. Dogs learn by doing, and this weekend Ollie's lesson was, "do not drink seawater". On our first day there we took him for an extended walk in the surf. He liked it enough but was freaked out everytime the water touched his feet. Once a wave began to recede though, he would chase it with his head down, taking little gulps of water along the way. Knowing how dehydrated he had become, we let him drink copious amounts of fresh water once we got back to the house. About ten minutes later, he went into a fit of vomiting. The first two spasms were all just water with a few milkbone chunks. The last two spasms were different. They were pancake-sized, mostly a consistent texture, beige in color, and they appeared to dry very quickly. Closer examination revealed these curious fluids to be beach sand. Presumably it was mixed in with the frothy sewater he had been drinking from the receding waves all day.



I can only imagine how odd it must feel to be carrying around a belly full of sand. Can you imagine how funny it was to watch a dog vomit sand?

update 5/28: click the pic above to see the rest of our beach photos.