MaggieMoose: Carmel Tails of Come To Me

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:

Sweet and clear as can be:

"Come to me, here am I, come to me."

If you try, you'll find me

Where the sky meets the sea.

"Here am I your special island

Come to me, Come to me."

Rodgers & Hammerstein

  When I went back to the Carmel beach I was transported back to memories of songs from South Pacific. Carmel's beaches have a beckoning feeling to them. The sand whispered Come to me.... like in the song Bali Hai. Dogs are welcome. The same magnificent tree that use to shelter my brother & I as kids was still there. We devoured many slices of salami with fresh deli cheese on french bread here. On this day it sheltered another family from the sun's bright rays while they picnicked. It'd be a good shade tree for Maggie where she could slurp up all the fresh water she wanted. 

Parts of the Carmel beach have more foot traffic then other parts. Everyone I witnessed was having a great time at the beach. Dogs wanting to befriend other dogs...

There are parts of the Carmel beach that are for the ones wanting a little less humanity or four pawed traffic. Either way, the sands of the beaches here have a special feeling to them you remember after you're gone. It's a special island of magic where the sky meets the sea. Maggie is going to love the Carmel beaches. She has her ball packed. The only question Maggie had was does driftwood taste like salty twigs?

CLICK YOUTUBE: South Pacific 1958 Bali Hai

MaggieMoose Bliss in the Great Outdoors

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:

"Another thing I like to do is sit back and take in nature. To look at the birds, listen to their singing, go hiking, camping and jogging and running, walking along the beach, playing games and sometimes being alone with the great outdoors. It's very special to me."

Larry Wilcox 

Maggie 8/8/12

  Maggie and I can have fun anywhere, but when we are outdoors together we seem to find the most joy. Oops, Maggie reminds me of playing "throw the tennis ball" a million times. It is on the top of the list too. As I was saying.... Our walks are somewhere between leisurely and power walking. We might even sprint a bit now and then. When the red tailed hawk flies ten feet above us in hot pursuit of its prey- that's magic. We then bow down and feel very privileged to Mother Nature. The red tailed hawk knows us. We see him or her just about everyday on our walks. He keeps his distance. Maggie and I are planning our next play adventure. We're going to the beach. The car is ready for the sand. Maggie is ready too. Proof is that as I write this Maggie comes running up with her play beach towel and lays down at my feet. Maggie is this a hint? Yes, the great outdoors is very special to us. We like those moments of feeling the MaggieMoose bliss in the fresh air.

Maggie and play towel

Oh, oh, I wonder if she'll want to bring all those beachy driftwood twigs home?