Bungle goes to the Beach

Way back in December (bloody hell, that seems like a really long time ago!) I posted some pictures from a Boxing Day walk along the beach in Barry – and how the whole of South Wales and its dog (literally) had turned up to do exactly the same thing. One of the reasons we love heading to Barry Island is because it’s the best place to go cute dog spotting. We’d walk across the beach, stop for chips and watch the dogs running across the sand and talk about some distant future where we’d have our own dog.

Well, last week we finally joined the Barrybados Dog Squad and took our very real ball of fluff for his first trip to the beach 🙂

Honestly, the first few weeks of puppy parent-hood were really tough. We knew it was going to hard, but nothing prepared us for just how hard. He wasn’t officially allowed outside on proper walks until last week, which pretty much meant a month’s worth of house arrest for all of us. A month of being trapped in one room with a monster ball of fur zooming around the kitchen table, eating anything and everything, ripping up puppy pads, chewing on toes (puppy teeth, man… yeouch!), and acting like an alarm clock at 5.30am. I couldn’t wait to go outside again, and our release date just so happened to fall right at the start of the Easter holidays.

The toughest part of being outside – aside from the fact that he wants to eat everything – is that he wants to be friends with everyone. He’ll charge across roads, across beaches and fields just to say hello to that little girl he noticed playing with a ball, that lady jogging, or that bloke cleaning his car. He’s shaping up to be the world’s friendliest dog 🙂