My pug-loving sister, my grandmother, and her constant companion Fifi, many years ago
I love the companionship of dogs on the beach. I love long walks; to walk on the beach; to walk with dogs; and particularly to walk with a dog along the shore.
Some dogs love the water (Pupzilla not-so-much) but even when they don't, I've never met a dog that didn't enjoy being at the beach.
We were lucky to find a nice hotel, right on the beach, that allowed dogs. There were plenty of rules but we were happy to follow them. Pupzilla got a balcony and she and I watched all the dog activity from afar.
Pupzilla doesn't play nicely with other dogs so we need to be extra careful when we are around canine friends. I was happy to see so many people obeying the leash law the first few days but once the beach got deserted, most people felt the rule no longer applied. This curtailed our activities a bit.
There were also some "big dogs" on the beach. I love horses. I've never been an accomplished rider (although always wanted to be) but I thrill at the sight of a horse.
Four big dogs on the beach
Our own Pupzilla enjoying the beach