He was afraid of the roar of the surf at first but he adapted to it and doesn't stand by the screen door at night trying to figure out what that sound is anymore.
There are too many steps for him to even consider tackling to actually get to the waves though
He watches the other dogs here in Mexico.
(surprisingly stereotypically...A LOT of Chihuahuas...)
He gives gentle tail wags and friendly sniffs but doesn't play much anymore.
He ignores their yipping.
He is content and settled; retired.
He is the elder statesman of perros.
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