On the road with Wolfie

This Adorable little dog took to travel like a duck to water. He did only a little bit of whining when he couldn't be in my lap in the RV. He wants me to hold him all the time that DH is not holding him. He's a lover.

He sits like a little bear cub.

That is the little face that rescued my broken heart. I should get one of those T Shirts that says, "My dog rescued me."

He loves to flip his head upside down and look up at us.

We didn't know that he loves the beach. He LOVES the beach.

In Santa Cruz dogs are allowed on the beaches anytime, as long as they are on a leash. He would race down the beach and stop to run up to the tiny edge of "shhhhshhh" that whispers at the edge of a receding wave. He would sniff it and get the bubbles on his nose. Very endearing this little chap!

He loves camping and campfires, just like Jazzie - He who HATED the beach. The ocean scared Jazzie, and we guess it was because he was so tiny.