We went to a place called Old Towne Orange in California. We stayed in a little cottage that was made just for me?
See, they even put up a cute little picket fence so I could go outside without a leash and no one could harm me. (And I couldn't get out and get lost since I didn't know my way around yet.)
And I made myself right at home on the back porch.
I even had back yard friends to meet. Just like in Clayton and in Arizona. Only these were really big parrots! They were awfully noisy. There were hundreds of them. I talked to one or two of them. This is my friend, Peter.
Then we went exploring. I really liked that Mom and Dad took me exploring with them. We went to a place called Huntington Dog Beach. I didn't know what a beach is. But now I do. A beach is a fun, fun place. There is lots of sand and lots of dogs to play with.
But a beach is different from a Dog Park, cuz it has weird water that attacks you. You see, I went and did my favorite water thing, which is to sit in a few inches of water so I can watch the world go by and be really cool!
Suddenly. A big thing of water came at me. Like it had legs and was running right at me. I had to hurry up and get outta there fast!
(No, that's not me doing what you think I might be doing! That's me getting outta there fast!)
But pretty soon, I realized that the thing of water (Mom says its called a "Wave", wasn't going to hurt me, I ran and chased it and ran with the other dogs and just had a whole lot of wet fun.
It was great! I have lots more to tell you about our trip. But I gotta go and have my dinner now. I hope you get to go to a Dog Beach like mine. You'd really really really like it.
Love, G
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