The San Diego airport has an indoor pet relief area full of interesting smells. I had a little pink pill stuck in some food they knew I couldn't resist. My moms stuck me in a comfy carrier and I woke up in Boston with my uncle. I showed my enthusiam by licking his cookie while he tried to drive.
We spent a couple days with the fam on a houseboat. I made friends with a cocker spaniel that visited several times, and surprised everyone by letting myself out of my crate to greet them when they returned from dinner! They bought me a hoodie...zzzz...
I made lots of friends in P town while wearing my rainbow tutu. There was a doggie water fountain, but I was more interested in eating a dead bird. I met lots of dogs in the park and sneakily drank a puddle at an outdoor restaurant. The houses had lots of windows for napping in.
I was even welcomed into a store that didn't allow humans in strollers!
Not all of the beaches were dog friendly as the terns and plovers were nesting. We found one, and I tried to act nonchalant as we passed the rangers and politely stayed on my leash. No birds were harmed during the making of this blog.