Moving from the northeast towards the equator soon. Winter is coming on full throttle. Bitter cold is not my thing. However dipping my feet in like warm, emerald water is. So Gulf of Mexico here we come. Me and Ots, my Russell/Rat Terrrier. Otis is eight years old and seventeen pounds. He is all white with a brown spot near his hind quarters and his full head is brown. Day to day up here, is arduous. The scene up here is a bit bleak. Everything is more expensive. Plus most importantly, Otis loves the beach. If Otis is happy, I am to. This is a no brainer. I bought some flip flops .