Last night I didn’t go to bed until 6am. It’s not that it was such a great night. Neither of my favorite dance parties were happening, so I bar-hopped solo – went to EVITA (Tel Aviv’s main gay bar; NYers, think: SPLASH), Ashmoret, stood outside Minus One (where I couldn’t get past the velvet rope) and Laika. I was home by 3am, but then putzed around online and finished the night w/ some junk food and an episode of glee while Petey slept across my chest.
I got up to walk Petey @ 10am, then went back to bed @ until 2pm. My choices were clean the apartment, blog, or take Petey to the beach. Obviously, I chose the beach. We got a late start, and it was windy – but totes sunny. We went to the dog beach and I read TIME magazine while Petey frolicked his tits off. He really had an amazing time. I wound up seeing my friends Michael and Tali and their dogs Lizzie & Lucky Sky.
Then, we came home and Petey crashed while I ate some cake & ice cream. Then, I crashed. Then, we woke up and watched an episode of glee w/ him sleeping on my chest. Now, I just blogged these two posts, and we’re gonna watch the mid season finale of glee then go to sleep.
No cleaning, only two posts blogged (there is more to tell from the week, work-related shiz), junk food consumed. What Shabbat is all about.
We got a late start, but Petey and I decided to hit the beach again this afternoon, because we had such a good time there two weeks ago.
First we stopped at ACE (’cause it’s the place), and I picked up a lightweight beach chair while Petey kept the motor running.
Then, we set up camp and caught the last hour of daylight and the sunset.
Very nice. I brought my book to read, but there really wasn’t enough time. Petey met some friends and got into a little Beach Dog Party.
I rested some more, and Pete discovered the joys of digging.
We like the beach.
Last week I posted about how I let Pete chomp down an entire leg he pulled off a dead crab when we went to the beach.
Meh, it’s got Omega-3’s, I thought.
Well, we paid the price the next day. Pete had more diarrhea than Charlotte in SATC1. Plus, even though it’s normal for dogs to have a little bit of clear eye goop every morning, Pete’s was out of control after our beach trip, and it was a green color. A really nice G-Fish reader commented 
that the diarrhea was probably due to the crab leg, and the eye goop was probably the result of irritation from the salty sea spray. Just as the commenter suggested, both symptoms vanished in a few hours.
I also posted last week about the new bone I got Petey. When my friends and I brought Petey with us to grab some coffee last week, he kept beefing something awful. Turns out it was because of this bone. Must be too fatty or something. Plus, he had the return of the shits. So, I think it’s going to be rawhide bones from now on. They don’t last as long as actual dead animal bones, but they last for pretty long, and we’ve had no digestion issues around them.
Gefilte Fish Out of Water 