Luie Boone heard whispers of Myrtle Beach and didn’t hesitate—he promptly, and quite rightfully, renamed it Mutt-le Beach. Want to know why? Well, according to Luie Boone, it’s got more paws than people, more fetch than finesse, and the kind of tail-wagging vibes that make every pup feel like the top dog. Surf, sand, and slobbery smiles? That’s Mutt-le Beach, baby... expect Luie Boone was told by his hoomans that he can't keep trying to rename places. In his heart, it'll alwa

Some places get named by cartographers. Others get named by furry creatures with big paws and even bigger opinions. Sorry, Luie Boone, we know you tried to secure that name change, but it's always going to be called Montauk, New York. Not Montpawk, not Snifftauk, and definitely not Bone-tauk. Just Montauk. But you try telling that to a dog who's going to have sand in his fur and the smell of the water in his nose.