Doing well with three weeks down and one more to go. So far no sightings of javelinas, rattlesnakes or coyotes. But hey- maybe it’s too early to call it safe.
Remember my big brown truck delivery three weeks ago?
I thought perhaps Mr.C might have over done it on this order. What was he thinking! I’ve a good appetite but I’m not even half way through this 38 pound bag. Already my backseat space is very, very cramped to add one more thing.
What a bummer. Sadie turned 8. She and Luna celebrated without me complete with a doggie cake. I hate to miss a good party.
We’ve had a heat wave- 10 straight days over 90 degrees. This fur coat of mine has got to go. Luckily I can spend afternoons inside with the AC. The other day my OCD kicked in big time as Mrs S says. I’m sure there is something in the drain hole opening in the patio wall. I inspected it, smelled it, circled it many times over and now I am just waiting for something to come out. Yesterday I was on guard for several hours hoping to see something. NO LUCK so far. But I’m real sure there is something there. Last night I even got Mr. C up in the middle of the night so we could make a check but false alarm.
P.S. I’ve been promised a real western adventure next week so I’ve got my hat and scarf close by. Check back next week.
13 is my lucky number. I’ve been here 13 days and still going strong. I’ve managed to successfully dodge javelinas, coyotes, and rattlesnakes when out on my walks but oh my, the heat has slowed me down. When Mrs. S announced it was 94 degrees I decided a long afternoon nap would be good till it cooled down. Next thing I knew Mrs. S was calling my name over and over. I’d been having the best dream about running in the snow across the lake.
When it’s not too hot I like resting on the patio in the early morning. I can’t see much over the wall but there are lots of birds to entertain me especially the mourning doves that fly by and sometimes stop to rest on the wall.
I’ve tried my best but I just can’t seem to catch one.
Mrs. S and Mr. C have the best friends. Sheila and Spence stopped by for a visit. Remember Spence was my savior last year when I ran into the desert after the javelinsa and he helped find me? My story was at http://sockfairies.blogspot.com/2016/01/the-world-according-to-bella.html) I was real happy to see them after a year and they didn’t even notice I had aged one bit. They remembered me with a treat. I wanted to eat the whole thing but Mrs. S suggested I should save some for another day.
I’m not missing home very much, at least not yet. There always seems like a lot to do with new places to explore and a dog park where I can keep track of bunnies nearby. Mrs. S wanted me to wish you a Happy St. Patrick’s Day. She made cupcakes and I got to finish my large milkbone treat. But I do hate when she dresses me up!
Wondering how my time at Mulligan’s house went while Mr. C and Mrs.S were gone on their trip? Well 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 I was the perfect guest. I did find 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 got 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?
Hours of being in the car, staring out the window, power napping and short stops at rest areas were 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 hotel where they’d have a treat ready for me in my room.
If indeed Arizona is our destination I will need lots of good luck to survive javelinas, coyotes and rattlesnakes.