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Maritime Museum Beach & the Marina Green
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(above) Rusty held Tyler on a 30' long line, with about 5'
of that looped around his waist to keep the beast from
tackling any children
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Cold, salty, wavy, ocean water
Wet sand, cold fog slipping into the Bay on
afternoon breezes. Tyler's senses were delighted!
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Tyler knew what water was, of
course, but this water seemed alive with magical
energy making it rise up in rows that threw
themselves at him. He chased them out then ran
backward to get away as they rushed in.
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Tyler wanted to tackle girls in
play -but Rusty kept him in check.
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Tyler watched as a tourist wrote
her name in the sand.
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Rusty felt good inside to see his
dog pal exploring the wonders of mother nature.
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(above) Big fun beach. Tyler enjoyed the warm sand as his dog brain overloaded with the unusual
images, smells, ocean breezes, and temptation
to chase little children or doggies.
San Francisco was rocking Tyler's dog world.
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"Tyler! Lets go back to car!" Rusty declared
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(below) Scootering over the step hill at Fort Mason.
Alcatraz Island is in the background over Tyler's head.
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They made it to the
free parking space
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Tyler lay down to work on a big
bowl of ice water
from the cooler. His dog brain
spun around contemplating all the smells & sounds of
San Francisco he'd taken in that afternoon.
Rusty shared big juicy hunks of roast duck with him.
Tyler discovered duck was his newest favorite food.
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Marina Green
The wind & fog were making their way into the Bay so
Rusty put on his warm winter coat in order to
continue on with their scooter adventure. Tyler of
course always wore his warm German Shepherd coat so
the chill didn't bother him.
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Tyler was tired.
Rusty was tired.
They had left early to drive from the valley to the
city. They'd scootered a long adventure, eaten yummy
duck. Now it was time to take a nap.
Rusty wrapped himself up in his big winter coat
while Tyler lay down to rest.
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Marina Green grass had abundant
tiny flowers that reminded Rusty of that scene in
The Wizard of Oz where they fell asleep in the field
of poppies.
Tyler practiced his happy dog roll. Grass always
felt good on his back.
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Tyler was happy. San Francisco was
a strange new experience but Rusty was happy so he
was, too.
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Rusty watched the pretty kites
fluttering in the foggy wind.
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The afternoon wore on as the fog
flowed through the Golden Gate.
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"Hey Tyler! Let's head back to the Fisherman's Wharf to watch
free fireworks show.
I'm hungry for carbohydrates
let's find
pizza."
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Next adventure of
Tyler
the Wonder Dog...
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