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On the first night, we ate at the Forge in the Forest. Scout got a water bowl, a dog biscuit, and a canine menu of her very own. She selected the "Quarter Hounder", a quarter-pound hamburger sans bun. |
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The only reason she's tolerating the doggie seat belt is because she thinks we're going to another restaurant. (We went to the beach instead. Water! Poor dog!) |
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On the second night, we ate at L Coq D'Or, a French-German restaurant. Scout started out by lurking under the table, but was lured out with another Milk-Bone and another doggie burger -- this one a special concoction of hamburger, rice, and garlic. |
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The Brave Little Dog confronts the mighty ocean!
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Sacked out.
"Dad, aren't you coming?"
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