Saturday, September 5, 2009

Boz Loves the Beach

Last weekend, to get away from the smoke, Boz and I went to Huntington Dog Beach. Maybe it wasn't the best idea I've ever had; the weekend is chaotic at the dog beach because everyone else has the same not-their-best-idea at the same time. So if the weekend is the only time you can go and your dog isn't under excellent voice command, I recommend a leash. But if your constant companion has been pent up in the house because you're trying not to inhale the smoke--oh hell, just go! Head on out and get yourself and your pal some negative ions. Pooch will think it's the greatest idea of all time.

But go on a weekday if you can.

(In case you were wondering, yes indeedy, the name Huntington Beach is tied up in history with that of Pasadena's own--okay, California's own--Henry Huntington.)

Don't carry too much. Poo bags, drinking water, your dog's bowl. We were there for two and a half hours and Boz stopped moving only long enough to have a treat and a drink, and he's no spring chicken. Although he would be happy to have a spring chicken, bones and all.

Update: Altadena needs a party and tonight is it! Head up to North Lake Avenue at 5pm for the Altadena Arts Coalition Project: Altadena Open House!

23 comments:

Dina said...

Is that grey hair we see on sweet Boz. It's very endearing.
So no leash means Boz is voice obedient? It's a good thing.

Glad you could get over to the sea, Petrea. It's nice to hear the old humor again in your post.

Italo said...

Ciao Petrea, It's nice to go to the beach with your friend and stay there. Boz is wonderful, like my Burdaccò (poor, rest in peace).

Cindy said...

Wow, we headed down to Huntington Beach last weekend, too, for the same reasons. Not to the dog beach, just the people beach. Looking at the pyrocumulus cloud from there was scary and amazing, wasn't it? (I got to use my new vocab word of the week!)

USelaine said...

Well, this picture could not be better composed. I love the lines, the colors, Boz with his complete shadow, the counterbalancing people, the platform out on the horizon, the light, the motion. Did I get everything? It's all good. 8^)

Petrea Burchard said...

Yes, Dina, he's 11-ish. One of those grateful rescue dogs. We've had him about 6 years and he sticks with us, no need for a leash. Best dog ever. (Thank you--I'm starting to feel better.)

Ciao Italo, and kisses for your dear departed Burdaccò.

Hi Cindy--that was the day I learned the word "pyrocumulus"! It was all I could do to watch the road on the way back, the cloud was so impressive.

Elaine, I can't take credit. The sun was so bright I could barely see the LCD screen. When this one popped up on the computer screen I said to myself, "Lucky."

Shell Sherree said...

Boz does look happy and relaxed ~ sounds like it was just the ticket for both of you!

Virginia said...

Ahhh Boz, trolling for chicks on the beach. It doesn't get much better than that does it big guy???

Almost Precious said...

There is almost something medicinal about the beach. Maybe it's the salty air, the ocean breeze, the sand crunching beneath one's feet, but it has a way of cleansing the mind and refreshing the spirit...obviously for both man and beast. :)

Petrea Burchard said...

The beach is the best. I don't know why I don't go more often, it's really not that far, an hour at most.

Virginia--I knew there was a joke in there somewhere and you found it!

Jean Spitzer said...

I think Boz deserves the chicken. Beautiful shot.

Anonymous said...

He does rather look like a bon vivant. Altho trolling for chicks would probably take too much energy.

Lori Lynn said...

Nothing like that fresh air off the ocean.
Wilson sends his regards to Boz.
LL

Pascal Jim said...

Huntington Beach...Fond memories of the Pacific Electric Line that ran along the beachfront to Newport. Tracks removed in the early fifties, sad it is not available today. In day's past a thirty minute ride from Pasadena to Los Angeles, transfer to the Long Beach-Newport Line arrive refreshed at Huntington and rush to the sea. As a kid, I sat under a trestle at Tin Can Beach and the electic car passed overhead. Scary.
Tin Can Beach so named due to thousands of beach litterers. Cleaned up in the WW11 metal shortage, now called Seal Beach?

Pascal Jim said...

P.S. Loved to take my doggies to the beach/

Petrea Burchard said...

Yes he deserves it, Jean. But Karin knows him too well. He conserves energy like no one else I know.

Lori, we'll have to introduce them.

Quite a story, Pascal Jim. The kind of thing that belongs in an oral history at a historical society. Are you recording these things somewhere?

Cheltenhamdailyphoto said...

That looks so beautiful, Petrea. With or without a dog! Lovely.

Cafe Pasadena said...

Yeah, that was my impressive of Boz de Energizer Conserver.

writerphotodeb said...

Glad you got to de-stress for a bit. This last week was just too much. Had a great time at Project Altadena tonight. and the weather seemed to turn this afternoon...it's actually cool outside. And the air is clear. Yeah!!

John Sandel said...

Best that boy could manage would be to air-hump a passing wave. Sea-slick poodlettes are only a memory for the old campaigner—or, as we call him, Mr. Thirty-Three Percent (if you catch the drift).

unpre!

Jilly said...

Love the shot of Boz on the beach. Lucky dog. Good idea for you to get out and breath some real air. What a time you've all had.

Petrea Burchard said...

It's a lovely spot, Lynn. I imagine your beaches are a bit rockier, but I need to come and see for myself.

You were right, Cafe. He's nothing if not conservative. But liberal when it comes to food.

Deb I'm so glad you went! I hope to hear happy reports of the event.

How many poodlettes would find themselves attracted to an old hound called Uncle Bumps?

Jilly, I'll bet your dogs get to the beach often. I think I'll go scour Menton DP right now and just see about that.

Natalie DeJohn said...

You're doggie is adorable!!! Such a cute photo. I have yet to take my little Sammy to the dog park. You've inspired me.

Petrea Burchard said...

Glad to have inspired you, Natalie. Sammy will be grateful!