Dogs aren’t allowed on many beaches in Florida, but they are allowed at St. Augustine beach. Very cool.
This is thrilling to Eesah because he loves all forms of water. His natural instinct is to charge right into it no matter if it’s a swamp, a roaring river or the ocean. No danger sign pops up in this little walnut-sized brain; that’s our jobs. When we’re hiking and hear a river in the distance, we immediately leash him until we assess it. The last thing you want is your dog barreling into a class 3 rapid and going downstream. The horror.
I’m constantly reminded what a truly amazing dog we have. He comes when he’s called, has never growled, nipped, or threatened anyone, ever (and I mean ever), can be off leash at a camp site and not wander once we show him the boundaries, hasn’t destroyed anything other than half a book when he was a pup, doesn’t beg for people food. Oh, the list goes on and on. He’s near perfect. Truly. Of course, his behavior is a result of both us and him. We trained him well and consistently. And, his brain is a walnut, but ours is a cantaloupe, so it’s really not that hard to train him.
Now, for the bad part. I’m sorry, here comes my judgment again:
Once again, there is dog poop everywhere. These pet owners ruin it for the rest of us once again.
There’s a reason dogs aren’t allowed in most areas of the beach. That reason is lazy ass dog owners who do not pick up after their dogs. This is a beach, where people of all ages are in bare feet, and there is dog poop all over the place. Unacceptable, especially since there are poop bags and trash cans right at the entrances to the beach.
I just don’t get it. You make a mess, you clean it up. Don’t be the bad apple for the rest of us.