Several years ago we drove home from a specialty show in California along 101. We stopped at two secluded beaches in northern California. My Pip had never seen the ocean but loved it and I had difficulty getting him back to the car. At our second stop, the minute I let him out of his crate, he was gone the 200 yards to the beach standing in the surf waiting for us. As we drove away, he sat in his kennel looking at the ocean and whining...