Wondering how my time at Mulligan’s house went while Mr. C and Mrs. S were gone on their trip? It was great! After one day I figured out their routine. I had no problem settling in especially when I got bed privileges to watch my dog sitter’s shows with her. They told Mrs. S that I was the perfect guest. I even found time to write Mrs. S who seemed worried I’d be lonesome without her.
Hi Mom & Dad,
I am doing just fine. I know my schedule very well and just in case Mulligan’s mom forgets about that 4:30 walk I start talking to her every day at 3:30. I bark and whine. Mulligan’s mom thinks I even talk telling her it’s almost time we should be getting ready . Mulligan acts like no big deal just keeps relaxing so I really try because he must know something I don’t . But sure enough at exactly 4:15 everyday (Millionaire show commercial time) she starts getting her snow pants on then we both act like we don’t care or want to go but once she heads for the front door we are at her heels just in case she leaves us behind! I heard you guys are doing lots of sightseeing and riding buses so it doesn’t sound like I am missing anything. I would rather be with my buddy Mulligan.
After being at home only one day, getting used to my usual routine and catching up on my sleep things started to get confusing.
Mr. C and Mrs. S seemed to be packing and not unpacking from their trip. A lot of stuff was hauled out to the car in fact more than the usual amount going to the lake. But I wasn’t about to miss my ride so I said nothing and jumped right in. I barked when Mr. C missed the turn to go up north instead he turned south. I started to feel hopeful thinking maybe we were going to have a beach adventure but when he turned west that’s when I started worrying what’s ahead for me. I asked myself how can this be? You don’t suppose they’d do something awful like go back to Arizona after all our troubles last year? Remember my Night of Terror story?
But I must say hours of being in the car, staring out the window, power napping and short stops at rest areas all got real tiring. But I never once whined and didn’t cause any trouble. Mrs. S did her best to cheer me up with treats. She reminded me we were staying at my favorite dog friendly hotels where they’d have a treat ready for me in my room. But still I couldn't believe we were really headed to AZ.
I guess 22 now is my lucky number. I’ve been in AZ that long and have managed to successfully dodge javelinas, coyotes, and rattlesnakes when out on my walks. But oh my, the heat has slowed me down. With no notice about this trip I didn't have time to shed any of my fur coat. We've had 10 days over 90 degrees so I spend most of my afternoons power napping inside with the AC or checking out the scenery out back.
Yesterday my OCD kicked in big time as Mrs S says. I am sure there is something in that drain hole opening in patio wall. I inspected it and smelled it. Now I am just waiting for something to come out.
I did manage to move from the patio after several hours on guard when the doorbell rang. Mr. C and Mrs. S have the best friends. Sheila and Spence stopped by for a visit and even had a treat for me. Remember Spence who was my savior last year when I ran into the desert after the javelinas and he helped find me? I was real happy to see them after a year. They didn’t even notice I had aged one bit. I wanted to eat the whole thing but Mrs. S suggested I should save some for another day.
I've had some fun times here at the dog park, a play date with Lucy, but I had to miss a good party at home. Sadie turned 8. She and Luna celebrated without me complete with a doggie cake.
I am on the countdown to leave with only 9 more days left. If only I didn't have such a heavy fur coat. One night I woke up panting hard. I was having a dream about running across the frozen lake trying to catch up to Mr. C skiing.
by Sue Ready