My turn..my turn..my turn to blog.
One morning we packed up the car and took off. We had enough food for me to survive for ten days…and I took two balls and two leashes…and a water dish..and bottles of water…and a few Milk Bones and various other treats. I was not going to starve to death.
I got brushed real good before getting into the car.
Motel’s that have elevators are scary. I hit the deck..and shivered and shook until it stopped moving…I now have a fear of little rooms with only one door.
We stopped at Sue, Joe, Big Jake and Buddy’s place …Big Jake growled at me and Buddy barked. Sue and Joe were happy to see me!
Then we drove and drove..until dark.
The next morning I woke up Far Side really early…
It was foggy..I could hardly see a thing. Far Side wandered around in her jammies in the fog.
It was warm..well warmer than Minnesota.
Some trees still had leaves..and the grass was still green. When the fog lifted I saw the lake. Yes, I went in for a dip.
Who lives here?
Meet Ernie..or Ern..or Ernest..he has lots of names. He is just a little thing..I inadvertently sat on him one day..poooor Ernie. Over the years most of his teeth went missing..he has about four left..he can only be fed small bits of food. He has a bum leg..but he ran around pretty good while I was there. He ran around with me in the yard..he led Far Guy through all the neighbor yards early one morning..poor old Ernie probably forgot where he lived.
Far Guy’s sister lives with Ernie..she likes me too:)