It’s all Mrs. S’s fault I have gone missing. No I wasn’t lost this time in the desert but from blogging. I needed her help on writing and she’s been too busy going on five field trips with her company. Yes, I said five and I wasn’t invited on even one. Lucky Mr.C and Mrs. S did take me to Tombstone right before the company came. Mrs. S thought Mr.C should get out of the house more now that he was using just a cane.
I couldn’t wait to get started. Mrs. S told me about the bitter fight between the Earps and Clantons and the big shoot out at OK corral. I was really disappointed there wasn’t a big show to see in the street.
Now you have to go inside a building to see where this big fight took place. I was not allowed inside.
But there was lots to look at.
I thought a ride on the stagecoach might be fun but we found out dogs weren’t allowed to ride even though Mrs. S said I’d be very good. Something about I might scare the horses. But I was thinking they were bigger than me and I was scared of them.
Mr.C found a really nice dog friendly spot to eat.
They were ready for me with a big bowl of cold water and a milkbone. I was thirsty and made a mess.
After lunch we found a mine tour to go on that was dog friendly. It was cooler underground but I thought it was too scary and awfully dark.
On our way out-of-town we went to the famous Boot Hill. I did not get why it was such a big deal.
Mr.C and I went to the gift shop and looked around while Mr. S took a lot of pictures. She said you’d know what they were all about. I didn’t understand who was killed and why. You’d think they all could get along.
The ride back put me to sleep. There was not much to look at.
I was happy to be back to the house playing with my ball. If you roll it just right a kibble or two comes out.
For the time being a trip to Anamax Bark Park is all I need.
P.S. Good News-Mr.C does not need a cane anymore. I’m hoping he can start taking me on walks now.