On our last full day in Carmel, we took the puppies, Mikey and Maxie out to breakfast. We found a restaurant that had ample enough patio seating to house Mikey and Maxie while we ate. They ate too – two fried eggs over easy. They love fried eggs. It is about the only time we really see Maxie (who is on a diet right now) hop up and down with any significant vigor.
We took them window-shopping in Carmel. As I have said in previous posts, Carmel is said to be the number one dog-friendly city in the country. Most stores in Carmel keep a bowl of doggie snackies and fresh water outside their front doors for the visiting canines.
Until this day, I never really understood what it must be like to be part of a celebrity’s entourage. But I got a taste of it the day we took Mikey (mostly) and Maxie (who was kind of ignored) to Carmel.
The sidewalks were filled with visitors from all over the world. I heard smatters of German, French, Russian and various Asian languages as we slowly moved along the sidewalks. Why did we walk so slowly? Actually it was more a shuffle then stop, chat, and then shuffle for a few more steps. Mikey was a major celebrity in Carmel. Everyone stopped to talk with him. He posed for hundreds of photos and after about the twentieth time of stopping and being told to sit for a photo with his new international friends, he just posed automatically, giving them good profile views.
No one paid any attention to us other than to ask if they could have their photos taken with Mikey (and Maxie – once in a while). I have never in my life seen such fervor over a dog. And Mikey ate it up, he loved it. He was working the crowd – looking for his next photo opportunity.
After returning to our house, after a busy day of hobnobbing with the jet set, Maxie and Mikey were exhausted and took a well-deserved nap with one of their ever loyal humans.