A Puppy’s First Trip to The Beach
My partner and I were delighted to be able to take my friend’s gorgeous puppy to the beach last weekend. It was the adorable Darcey’s first trip to the coast and I couldn’t wait to see her reaction. We had a wonderful day but our expedition wasn’t without incident. It didn’t take long for me to realise that I had a lot to learn about dogs and beaches.
Are We There Yet?
For a start, taking a puppy on a long journey is like travelling with a bored toddler. Darcey started wailing the doggy equivalent of "are we there yet" before we had made it to the motorway. I found myself examining the display on the Sat Nav every few minutes so I could tell her far we had left to go!
Stupidly, I hadn’t considered just how much stuff we would have to take with us for the dog. It is hard enough staggering down a steep cliff path weighed down by chairs, towels and cooler bags. It was a considerably more difficult carrying the copious amount of gear that Darcey’s mum had packed for her. There was a bag full of food, treats, water, a bowl, poo bags, a towel and heaven knows what else! Darcey also turned into a trip hazard in her enthusiasm to explore. I nearly arrived on the beach a little quicker than anticipated and with two broken legs!
But we made it to the lovely beach which is adjacent to Lulworth Cove in Dorset. The sun was shining and the scenery was spectacular. Naturally, Darcey didn’t care about that and was more interested in charging around and accosting any other dogs which happened to pass by.
My partner and I quickly donned our wetsuits so we could enjoy a little time in the water. I only had a "shortie" with me and so didn’t intend to actually swim, but all that changed when I started to wade into what I thought was shallow water and promptly fell off a ledge! I was completely submerged and just as I popped up again a large wave knocked me over. Darcey looked on from the safety of the beach and I realised that she was scared of the waves! I hadn’t anticipated that.
No Water Baby
We made several attempts to encourage Darcey to venture into the water but she wasn’t having any of it. She is always quite happy to jump into streams but those waves were too intimidating. Then, yet another dog appeared. This particular pooch was having enormous fun chasing tennis balls into the surf. In her desperation to catch one of the balls, Darcey went charging into the water after the other dog! Problem solved!
Darcey then pooped on a pile of seaweed. I ran for a poo bag but discovered that Darcey couldn’t have picked a worse place to squat. It took me ages to locate the mess after I had turned my back on it and then I couldn’t pick it up without removing half of the beach with it! Another lesson learned – avoid beaches with seaweed if you have a dog.
After a long day exploring every inch of the beach, Darcey was completely exhausted. She made it back up the cliff path to the car and then slept all the way home. It was a fabulous day and we must go back soon!