The Great Love Affair

i love long beach.

long beach was the first place i called home. it's the place i bonded with mp. i took my first car ride to long beach. i took my first walk on a leash in long beach. i played in my first dog park in long beach. i opened my first door, tossed my first toy, peed on my first rug, drank my first beer, chased my first mail person, flirted with my first hot girl, and spent the first night under the covers, safe with my person, in long beach.

i love walking on the bluff, letting my whiskers flutter in the breeze.

i love walking around the neighborhood, giving attitude to other pups that don't know how to keep their people in line.

even when we moved away, long beach was where i felt at home. when things got crazy, i would go there and watch the waves and feel the weird calm that seemed to physically pull weight from my back. i stroll 2nd street and window shop as i eat a puppy canoli from whiskers. sometimes, mp and i grab a coffee and watch the girls roll by us.

like all relationships, not everything is perfect between me and long beach. the city, well, she has some bad habits and rough spots. but we're working on it because i believe in her.

long beach rocks.

welcome to our love affair.