Last weekend, my OH & I went to visit my Mum & sister in Pembrokeshire. It was the first time they were going to meet Poppy & it was a weekend of many firsts for Poppy. First up was the lengthy car journey, made even longer by some pretty hideous traffic in the usual hot spots of Newport & Port Talbot. Poppy was ace the whole journey. When we adopted her, the previous family said she got really travel sick. But that hasn’t been the case with us. She got in the boot outside our house & didn’t make a peep until we stopped at the services to let her stretch her legs. The biggest challenge was going to be sharing the house (and me) with another dog, Harvey. Harvey is my sister’s dog & is getting on a bit. He’ll turn 13 this August & is going blind & deaf, as well as having a few other health issues. I was quite worried how these two were going to get on. Was Poppy going to get really jealous of the attention I paid to Harvey? Was Harvey going to accept another dog in his home?
Well, it was quite interesting. Poppy desperately wanted Harvey to play with her, but Harvey wasn’t particularly interested in that. They seemed to tolerate each other, although Harvey did growl at Poppy a few times – when she got in his bed (after Harvey had been in hers), when Poppy tried to take back one of her chews (after Harvey had taken it off her) and when Poppy kept on sniffing him, again and again! Poppy did keep on following Harvey around but he wasn’t keen.
Another first for Poppy, as far as we know, was the beach. As we’d never been to the beach with her, we were looking forward to how she’d react to the sand and to the sea. (Because of Harvey’s age & poor health, we didn’t take him to the beach with us. He wouldn’t get very far at all!) Poppy pretty much loved the sand, as it had so many smells for her to enjoy. But, as I’d suspected, she didn’t like the tide much & ran away from it every time! However, she did enjoy playing around in the rock pools, especially if it meant getting closer to a seagull.
There were quite a few jellyfish on the shoreline & it wasn’t long before Poppy was taking quite an interest in them. She sniffed quite a few before she started to pick them up & try to eat them! We think that one might’ve given her a bit of a sting, as she then spent ages licking the sand, as if her tongue was itchy. (She consumed quite a bit of sand, as it came out the other end the next day!) After that, she pretty much left them alone!
We walked from one side of Fresh Water West to the other & back again. The weather was amazing, warm & sunny, perfect beach weather. Fresh Water West is my favourite beach in Pembrokeshire. It’s long & sandy and due to the strong currents, isn’t packed with tourists during the high season. Plus, it’s a great place to walk dogs.
I think it’s fair to say that Poppy loved the beach. She loved being at my mum’s too, as she got double the love & attention, which is becoming quite the norm whenever we take her anywhere! I can’t wait to go back to the beach with her – Being by the sea reminded me how landlocked Oxfordshire is and there is nothing like the sea air in your lungs. (Plus it’s the perfect excuse for an ice cream or a cream tea, like the one I enjoyed below at the Castlemartin Cafe! Delicious!)