I love the beach. I love the sound of the ocean lapping against the shore, the squeal of sea gulls, the feel of the sand underfoot, and the smell of the salt air. So does Wayne. We also love watching Murphy explore the dunes, chase sand pipers through the surf, and then run from the waves he’s sure are trying to get him. When we lived in Jacksonville we’d often take him to Mickler’s Landing in Ponte Vedre because dogs were welcome there all the time. (Jacksonville’s beaches have a policy whereby dogs are only allowed on the beach before … Continue reading →