Getting ready for their walk in the woods.

At this point in my life, I find myself dogless.  The greatest dog in the world was my best friend for 12 1/2 years.  He passed away 5 years ago.  Since then, I have been without a dog.  I love dogs, so it is always fun to visit my mother and her two dogs, a Scottie named Rupert, and a Labrador named Chloe.  This visit to Oregon coincided perfectly with a sister’s vacation, so when I landed in Portland, I picked up her car and her Border Collie Phoebe and headed for the coast.  This would be a three dog week for me and a vacation in the country for Phoebe. 

A walk in the woods.

The dogs love their walks in the woods.  Each morning we headed out for a short walk in the fields, and on some days we did a longer walk in the woods. 

Rupert headed somewhere with a purpose. So typically Scottie.

Oregon is a dog friendly state, with most, if not all, beaches open for dogs.  We took a three dog trip out to the jetty near Astoria, where the Columbia river meets the Pacific.  It was a weekday and in one spot we had the beach all to ourselves.  It was typical beach day in Oregon, windy, and requiring and requiring a light jacket. 

Me and the dogs at the jetty beach near Astoria. Chloe is an older girl, but she does a great job of keeping up. We adopted her from the local animal shelter several years ago when her age was estimated to be 9 or 10.

The dogs love living in the country, and Phoebe loves her visits to Grandma’s place.

Rupert keeping an eye on the valley.