After my great meeting this morning with Shabi, I went home. I was ready to get back into bed, because I had a late night the evening before without much rest. But it was such a nice day, I decided to take Pete to the beach, since he’s only been there once, and I’ve only been there three times.
I brought along the book I’m not reading, EXODUS by Leon Uris and my old ulpan Hebrew notes and set off with Pete. It was so nice. Pete ran and sniffed along the shore. Then, we went up onto a pier, and Pete was very curious about all the big rocks there and kept sticking his head down into them.
At one point, he made it his mission to dislodge a dead crab. He succeeded in breaking off a leg and then devoured it. I let him eat the whole thing – omega 3‘s are good for you, right? Plus, I think it’s funny – my boy has a thing for sea food! Earlier this week as we walked to the dog park, he spotted an entire raw fish that someone had thrown on the street (WTF??? – well, there are hundreds of alley cats on our streets, so maybe that’s why someone put there; at least I HOPE that’s why) and got to it before I could stop him. He took a giant piece (the head !?!) and, like, inhaled it. I opened his mouth and reached in there to yank it out, but that sucker was GONE. I couldn’t fault him; it was probably like manna from heaven for him, LOL.)
Anyway, then we parked ourselves on the Hilton Hotel’s lounge chairs on the beach. I tied Pete up to my chair, and he sniffed around, climbed all over me, and tried to eat my book. It was totes blissfully Zen. Even when someone from Hilton came over and charged us 12 shekels to sit there.
Pete played with a few dogs:
And because I can, here are some great glamour shots of this little superstar:
Parting shots? Me & ma boy:
P.S. Don’t my feet have really high arches?
P.P.S. Pete came home and CRASHED!