November Driftwood Dog

I can't imagine why more people don't come to Whidbey Island in November. It can be gorgeous, and the beaches are quiet this time of year. You can almost lose your dog in the driftwood if you're not paying attention ... click on the photo and you should see my dog.

My dog and I had a great time walking the beach today, in the sun. This November has been great, plenty of sunshine, and plenty of wide open beaches. This dog doesn't care if the sun is out or not. The beach is always exciting to my driftwood dog.

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This Dog Is Portable

This dog is portable, he can go anywhere, not just Whidbey Island. I can too, but Whidbey and the Puget Sound Region will always be home. Check out the blue skies and calm waters of Saratoga Passage, on this fine November 23, 2008.

I should have brought a different camera with me for the Mt. Baker and Cascade Mountains photos. Click the word camera for a link to photography books and cameras.

Pig Dog ... or Connoisseur?

I think these photos speak well to describe my dog. Silently, he disappeared, and here is where I found him.

He can't eat chocolate, he's a dog, and chocolate is dangerous for dogs. Poor dog, no one told him he's a dog.

Sunday High Tide

Well, we went to the beach. There was nearly no beach at all, just the Whidbey cliffs and about a foot wide sandy-gravelly area to walk on.

Not too bad, till we got to the area where the trees were leaning into the water, no point in getting wet, at least not in November. I need those tennis shoes to stay dry.

Doggy didn't care tho. He loves the water, but he won't get completely in the water. When he was a small puppy, he fell into the cold waters of Puget Sound. He had fun swimming, but the next day I noticed his tail was tucked down, between his legs. I thought he had a sticker, or a burr stuck under the tail, and when I went to look, he yelped, a scared cry of 'don't touch me there'.

So, I went online, and looked up 'broken tail' ... couldn't think what else to look up. It turns out there is a condition some dogs have, called 'cold tail'. Happily, his tail sprang back to life in a few days, and this smart dog has never wanted to swim underwater again. Wading is just fine he says with a grin.

After we got home, he rolled around in the weeds to dry off.

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