The hotel is remote. The last mile of our journey spent driving along a pot hole scarred dirt track. Places like this in the US would have long ago been bought by a corporation wanting it turned into an oceanside 'complex' with a pool and a variety of 'theme' bars.
The place is set in a national forest at the edge of a beach . You pay for the privilege of not having any neighbours. Think of the less commercial parts of Nantucket. The sand dunes that form a barrier with the sea are populated by wild boar piglets and leverets. How amazing to find a spot like this in densely populated Europe.
The owners sensibly provide a bed, blankets, towels and water bowl for their four legged guests. Canine vegetables are cooked at lunchtime. We ask for them to be steamed but they come sauteed in duck fat. Sophie is now a great proponent of vegetables sauteed in duck fat. At dinner time a blanket is laid on the dining room floor so that the four legged member of the family can doze under the table while her humans eat. This is a very French 'dogs as family' approach to running a hotel.
Perhaps the best news is that the staff carry packs of LuLu biscuits with them. It goes without saying that Sophie adores the staff ... and the LuLu biscuits. She would be putting on weight were it not for long walks along the beach and the occasional piglet that wanders on to the sand and must be chased. Sophie has not yet discovered the trick of running through soft sand so the piglets are unperturbed.
Stonehenge sounds .... https://www.smithsonianmag.com/history/listening-stonehenge-180977956/