Well, I am back again. We stopped at another city by the ocean. This time there weren't any of those barking sea lions but the sea gulls fly by in huge packs. They taunt me with the foot steps as the walk across the roof of our home. Then I met the smallest dog that I have ever seen. It didn't bark and it had trouble walking. My dad said it was a boxer puppy. I didn't get to close but it seemed harmless. I wish all dogs were like this little guy. Most just freak me out.
My dad and mom took me for a ride in the Jeep. I sat in my mom's lap watching the ocean as my dad drove us down the beach. I like the smell of ocean. We drove up and down and all around this huge sandbox. Then we stopped and I got out. The sand was everywhere. I dug and dug but there was still more. I even ate some of it. I wouldn't do that again. It might smell like fish but it tasted horrible. I had fun playing in the sand.
I was born Feb. 28, 2015. I am part Maine Coon and Tabby. My human parents adopted me when I was 4 months old from Columbia, MO humane Society. I travel with them around the country in our motor coach.