Doug and I lulled about the B&B for a while and then headed to Broadkill Beach, one of five public beaches on the Delaware Bay. It's, you guessed it, dog friendly. It felt downright small town when we ran into Heather and her family on their way in as we were headed out.
In general, Dizzy prefers sniffing, digging and running to swimming. Maybe he's reminded of paddling for his life in New Orleans. He also likes lunch. So, we headed into Lewes for our next meal. In all my trips to Rehoboth, I'd never been to this neighboring town. Settled by the Dutch in 1631, today it has plenty of places in which to eat and shop among its neat, little New England-style streets. Many of the area's charter fishing boats dock at its piers, as does the Cape May-Lewes Ferry that runs to New Jersey.
Dizzy picked out some treats at a shop called Pups, which catered to, well, you know. We picked up sandwiches at Notting Hill Coffee Roastery and ate outside at a picnic table facing a marina.
Then, it was back to the Lazy L to clean up before heading to Rehoboth for a walk around the oceanfront neighborhoods of cozy cottages and crazy-big homes.
Rehoboth is a little less flexible than Dewey Beach and some of the other nearby beaches when it comes to a policy on dogs, so we stuck mainly to the streets. Dizzy did get a little romp in the sand out of sight of the authorities with a black lab named Brady.
We would have gone to the SOB Deli had it been open for the season. The owner there won us over last year when he, upon learning of Dizzy's history with the hurricane, sat on the porch floor and hand-fed our shivering pup a pound of sliced turkey.
Instead, we went to Jake's Seafood House because we were at the beach and wanted seafood, though I don't know how much of the clams, shrimp, mussels or flounder actually came from the Delaware Bay or Atlantic Ocean. We thought April meant the place wouldn't be too crowded, but it was, and dinner took longer than we would have liked, though it was good.
We were lucky to have a full day of sunshine on Saturday because Sunday it rained and rained. Under cover, we enjoyed breakfast with the full house of human and canine guests. The dogs took turns being interested in the sun-dried-tomato quiche and each other.
Given the weather, we decided to pack up for the ride home. Dizzy, our new dog of leisure, would have preferred to stay.
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