Happy dog at his beach

Each time we drive over to Port Townsend, Bentley detects the beach a little bit earlier in the trip. He whines, sometimes barks, and frequently rolls the automated window down. This time he rolled it down about five times in a row until I locked it. When we get here he is happy sitting on the deck, even in the cold air. At our other home he wants to be inside with us at all times. I think he likes sitting on the deck looking at the birds, the activity on the water, and the occasional person who strolls on the street.