Sunday morning I headed to the beach with a few friends and they mentioned that every time they see me at the beach my swimming trucks are getting smaller and tighter. I said, “Hey, if you got – it flaunt it!” Plus the less clothes on me the more tan I get.
The weather was cold and cloudy at first, but after an hour the sky cleared up and the crowd started to pour in. Here is a picture on my dog; I was giving him some shade because I was told that white dogs are sensitive to sunlight. I was playing fetch with PJ for 3 hours; he was also jumping in the water with me. He is so brave. My friends and I were the only idiots without a body suit in the water because everyone in the Northern California knows that the water here is freaking cold. We couldn’t last more than 5 minutes. That’s what she said JK.
My poor dog is burned out from playing the whole day and being in the sun. He is so tired that he didn’t eat much today. From this day on, I plan to take PJ to the beach with me at least once a month. The only problem with bringing him to the beach is he comes back dirty, smelly, and pooped out.