Here we have plenty of adventure to read about as Carly describes what she's seen and what she has had to put up with along the vacationing way. As previously explained, we've lost all track of sequence with her vacation travels but it seems she has been taken on another trip along with mass quantities of humans to a beach house somewhere. This was a rather lengthy email that I will divide into a couple chapters, so to meow. Eventually we learn the cause of her being held captive via the short leash so read on...
Dear Feline Sister Friend:
Sorry to not write for some time. A lot has gone on and I certainly need a friend like you about now. I don't know what day I last wrote you or even what day of vacation we're on now. Lots of mumbo jumbo in my Mom's brain right now and she ain't up to figurin' it out. We left the people's house in PA on Saturday (probably the 25th) and drove all day to get to this place called 'the outer banks'. Don't know what that means but it's this huge house on a beach. The house is right over some high sand hills called 'doonz'. The doonz have some tall sharp grass on them and between them is some shorter, but still sharp grass. It's not like the grass at home that I can roll in. It's tall and sharp and has a lot of sand between the patches. Someone put these things up that look like fences but they don't close off anything. My Mom said they were to keep and build the doonz. The sand is white and very, very fine. There is sand all through the big house, on all the furniture and I didn't do it. Humans bring this sand into the house on their feet, clothes (which I still don't know why they wear such things - I think it's because they like to hang on to some of that salty, smelly water that their bodies ooze in this place) and everything. I don't roll in the sand but I do turn over for a belly rub in it. It's clingy and hot but I like it. There are lots of big birds here. People call them "Pelly-cans" and little birds they call "sand-pipers". I chase them but they don't play with me.
Yesterday I saw something wonderful. I saw a 'horse' up close. There are lots of wild horses on this beach. They roam free. I saw two adult horses and one baby horse. These guys are HUGE! I saw them before at a distance and thought they were just big bunnies. They aren't bunnies at all and there is no way I will ever chase one. I saw them just the other side of the doonz fence. I won't even bark at them. Did I mention they are HUGE? They don't seem to be aggressive although I did see two of them (Mom called them 's-al-ee-yuns' fighting on the beach. They bite with teeth and kick. Weird paws too! Like I said there is no way I'll chase or bark at them!
In order to get to the house we are staying in we have to drive along the beach. Down close to the water the sand is hard and flat and easy. Up close to the doonz, it's soft, squishy and REALLY bouncy to drive across. I didn't like the ride in the back of the car we brought but it wasn't too bad in my Mom's lap. The car has to be fore-we-el-drive to get in here. I think it means the ability to jump over the ruts in the sand. You're not allowed to stop on the sand because if you do the car gets stuck. It makes a lot of noise but my Dad is always able to get it out.
Speaking of my Dad, he has something called a 'cold'. I thought that was the opposite of hot but it seems it's something that makes him talk weird, his nose makes funny nose noises, and he coughs and sneezes. I know what a sneeze is because I do that sometimes but I don't know why he has the little paper things at his nose and then makes funny noises. Consequently he is quite grumpy and seems a bit disgruntled with this vacation jazz. He does take me for nice long walks although I suspect it's partly to avoid the other peoples.
....to be continued via next blog.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Sunday, July 3, 2011
THE CARLY REPORT - More SUMMER TIME 2011
Another report from Carly. We still have not uncovered the mysterious situation which resulted in Carly's being at leash length while inside but I am getting clues as to what might have happened. For some reason I think kicking may be involved...let's read on...
Dear Sister of the Feline Order:
Things are better today. My mom and the human woman discussed it and I'm allowed in the same room but they decided I will be kept at a distance. I'm guessing that's a good thing since I saw the little human kicking one of the teenage humans. Funny since the human woman says the little brat doesn't kick their dog. I think the little human is completely outta control. He's almost 2, doesn't talk, just grunts/yells and points although I think maybe the plug they keep in his mouth is to keep him from talking. Maybe they didn't like hearing him either. Anyway, last night my mom went for a very long walk along the beach. It was great. Even though I was clean from my bath she let me roll in the nice warm dry sand. She didn't let me roll in the wet sand. This morning the big animals they call horses were here in my yard. I watched them from the balcony and they were less distance from my nose than a bunny can jump. They kinda smell good. I wanted to roll in their poo. It's what I do. Anyway, I cried and cried to get closer to them and when one moved a bit closer to my mom on the stairs I jumped to defend her. I am brave you know! I barked but my mom and dad said it was more of a scared bark/yelp. I thought I sounded fierce. Also, this morning my mom and dad said they saw bunnies at a distance. I didn't see any but now I'm on the lookout. I want a bunny! I also saw this weird creature. At least I think it was an animal. It could have been a big insect from the water. It was round with pointy legs and it had two mouths with teeth. Each was on something that looked like an arm, one on each side of it's round body. It kept the mouths open and snapped at the human man who pulled it from the water. I'm thinking it was a little more than a mouthful and I'm guessing it tasted good because the humans said it would if it were big enough for them. I wish they'd let me have it. I think it was just right for me. Instead they let it go on the beach and it walked sideways back into the water. Yup! Sideways! I think they called it a "ker-abb'. I wanted it.
This morning we went in to town to find souvenirs. There were people everywhere so my humans stopped for lunch and then we came back here for a nap. They had tacos and let me have some of the cheese from it. My humans are nice and always let me have a taste if it isn't something that will make me sick. They said they were amazed to find decent tacos so far from Arizona. The cheese was good and I wished they'd let me have more of the tacos. Adios' for now, Carly
Hello Carly!
Well, it certainly sounds like you're having a good time in spite of some human misbehavior. People! What can you do about 'em? We gotta be sweet or we don't eat and I was never crazy about the big outdoors. So we do what we gotta do to get along with them, right?
The nice long walks on the beach makes for great therapy for your folks. It's a win-win all the way around. Since I barely know what a beach is I can't imagine what sort of weird creature that was that came out of the water. From the description though, I'd be darn glad it went back in the water. I hope your wearing galoshes on these nature walks.
Now about the horses...once again, Carly, let me remind you that you are a very small breed of doggie. You are so far out of the playing field with a horse. Surely you jest when you say you think they smell good. Are you insane? Don't get me wrong, horses are beautiful animals but I wouldn't say they smelled so good. I can't even begin to comment on your wanting to roll in horsesh**! Geez, wax my whiskers that has got to be the craziest thing I've ever heard yet. Not only you want to but you admit you want to. I'm sure there's a 1-800-number we can contact to find you some help. Can't you just be happy Herself lets you roll in the dry sand?
I'm glad things seem to be better now after the 2 humans talked. Sounds like you're possibly being framed for something the short person is responsible for and kicking must be involved. I'll read more and figure this out yet. You know I think I've warned you to be cautious around different creatures, such as don't go chasing bears, leave the chipmunks alone, stop scaring the bunnies, etc. Perhaps I should precaution you a bit stronger when it comes to dealing with a short human. In humans you have a variety of categories. Like us critters you have the male and female, adult sizes, puppies, kittens, ponies, etc. With humans they have adults and then these little dudes they refer to as children or kids, sometimes called rug rats and even better, brats. Short, mini-sized humans. Same everything except in abbreviated forms. Now unlike the average knowledgeable human that has evolved into adulthood, the mini humans can be real monsters at times. The adults know to mind their manners whereas the mini-sizes...well, not so much. They take years to conform to the adult ways where with us critters we are born, trained for 6 weeks and then it's hasta la vista junior. Consequently, some mini humans go through stages where they offer more of a challenge to the adults in training and often times the adults tend to use their age as an excuse for naughty things they do. Instead of making excuse they simply need to be consistent in correcting them. That and cut out all sugar!
Anyway, just thank your lucky stars you don't live with any of the mini humans and be extra careful around this one until you head home. Your pal, Sister VC
Dear Sister of the Feline Order:
Things are better today. My mom and the human woman discussed it and I'm allowed in the same room but they decided I will be kept at a distance. I'm guessing that's a good thing since I saw the little human kicking one of the teenage humans. Funny since the human woman says the little brat doesn't kick their dog. I think the little human is completely outta control. He's almost 2, doesn't talk, just grunts/yells and points although I think maybe the plug they keep in his mouth is to keep him from talking. Maybe they didn't like hearing him either. Anyway, last night my mom went for a very long walk along the beach. It was great. Even though I was clean from my bath she let me roll in the nice warm dry sand. She didn't let me roll in the wet sand. This morning the big animals they call horses were here in my yard. I watched them from the balcony and they were less distance from my nose than a bunny can jump. They kinda smell good. I wanted to roll in their poo. It's what I do. Anyway, I cried and cried to get closer to them and when one moved a bit closer to my mom on the stairs I jumped to defend her. I am brave you know! I barked but my mom and dad said it was more of a scared bark/yelp. I thought I sounded fierce. Also, this morning my mom and dad said they saw bunnies at a distance. I didn't see any but now I'm on the lookout. I want a bunny! I also saw this weird creature. At least I think it was an animal. It could have been a big insect from the water. It was round with pointy legs and it had two mouths with teeth. Each was on something that looked like an arm, one on each side of it's round body. It kept the mouths open and snapped at the human man who pulled it from the water. I'm thinking it was a little more than a mouthful and I'm guessing it tasted good because the humans said it would if it were big enough for them. I wish they'd let me have it. I think it was just right for me. Instead they let it go on the beach and it walked sideways back into the water. Yup! Sideways! I think they called it a "ker-abb'. I wanted it.
This morning we went in to town to find souvenirs. There were people everywhere so my humans stopped for lunch and then we came back here for a nap. They had tacos and let me have some of the cheese from it. My humans are nice and always let me have a taste if it isn't something that will make me sick. They said they were amazed to find decent tacos so far from Arizona. The cheese was good and I wished they'd let me have more of the tacos. Adios' for now, Carly
Hello Carly!
Well, it certainly sounds like you're having a good time in spite of some human misbehavior. People! What can you do about 'em? We gotta be sweet or we don't eat and I was never crazy about the big outdoors. So we do what we gotta do to get along with them, right?
The nice long walks on the beach makes for great therapy for your folks. It's a win-win all the way around. Since I barely know what a beach is I can't imagine what sort of weird creature that was that came out of the water. From the description though, I'd be darn glad it went back in the water. I hope your wearing galoshes on these nature walks.
Now about the horses...once again, Carly, let me remind you that you are a very small breed of doggie. You are so far out of the playing field with a horse. Surely you jest when you say you think they smell good. Are you insane? Don't get me wrong, horses are beautiful animals but I wouldn't say they smelled so good. I can't even begin to comment on your wanting to roll in horsesh**! Geez, wax my whiskers that has got to be the craziest thing I've ever heard yet. Not only you want to but you admit you want to. I'm sure there's a 1-800-number we can contact to find you some help. Can't you just be happy Herself lets you roll in the dry sand?
I'm glad things seem to be better now after the 2 humans talked. Sounds like you're possibly being framed for something the short person is responsible for and kicking must be involved. I'll read more and figure this out yet. You know I think I've warned you to be cautious around different creatures, such as don't go chasing bears, leave the chipmunks alone, stop scaring the bunnies, etc. Perhaps I should precaution you a bit stronger when it comes to dealing with a short human. In humans you have a variety of categories. Like us critters you have the male and female, adult sizes, puppies, kittens, ponies, etc. With humans they have adults and then these little dudes they refer to as children or kids, sometimes called rug rats and even better, brats. Short, mini-sized humans. Same everything except in abbreviated forms. Now unlike the average knowledgeable human that has evolved into adulthood, the mini humans can be real monsters at times. The adults know to mind their manners whereas the mini-sizes...well, not so much. They take years to conform to the adult ways where with us critters we are born, trained for 6 weeks and then it's hasta la vista junior. Consequently, some mini humans go through stages where they offer more of a challenge to the adults in training and often times the adults tend to use their age as an excuse for naughty things they do. Instead of making excuse they simply need to be consistent in correcting them. That and cut out all sugar!
Anyway, just thank your lucky stars you don't live with any of the mini humans and be extra careful around this one until you head home. Your pal, Sister VC
THE CARLY REPORT - SUMMER TIME 2011
Still trying to catch up with updates from Carly and the following may have jumped a day ahead or so....so I've given up dating them from here on out. Obviously our days are all mixed up so we'll just say that's what a vacation is all about...NOT knowing what day it is. And recent reports seem to indicate there was a little fur getting riled up so read on...
Dear Sister:
Today has been very weird. Not much sleep last night because my Dad has a cold and coughed all night and my Mom cried all night. On top of that the storm went on most of the night. I don't like storms so I stayed cuddled up against Herself in the big bed. My Mom was ready to leave early this morning because of the mean things the other human woman said about me not being allowed in the same room anymore with the little human. She/we stayed but Mom has been sad all day. We've gone in to rooms and shut the door a lot. I've had to walk around on a leash with either my mom or dad a lot. That's okay because I thought they'd just stuff me in a room or in my crate. But they have just left the room whenever the little human enters. Mom or Dad sit for a long time with me on the porch or take a nap with me on the big bed so I am happy. I have looked and looked for the big horses today but they haven't been here. Dad took me for a long walk on the beach. I like the smells but not the water. I wish I knew what those little round jelly things are. Mom gave me a bath and then we took a nice long nap. I don't like baths even more than I dislike those wipes but my Mom thinks I smell good and it makes my fur fluffy so she'll pet me more and maybe that will make her smile again. Heavy Sighs from Carly
Dear Fluffy Carly,
You do sound troubled. Mom crying all day, Dad down with the sniffles...where oh where has the vacation gone to? Okay, stay calm. Let's try and think positive...you're not in your crate but stuck on your leash...obviously something has happened. What did you do, Carly? Or shall I say what are you being accused of here? Detective Sister Very Catty suspects your troubles have something to do with that little short person. Did I not warn you about that particular breed of humans? So, whatever happened, has instigated a cold war...literally...and Himself caught it...Mom's crying, stormy weather. Good times!
At least you got to go for a walk on the beach, had a nice bath which beats out the use of them wipes, you're fluffy...yeah, hang in there...you're on a "roll" now. I must go and read more emails from you to get to the bottom of this vacation interruptus.
Sister VC
Dear Sister:
Today has been very weird. Not much sleep last night because my Dad has a cold and coughed all night and my Mom cried all night. On top of that the storm went on most of the night. I don't like storms so I stayed cuddled up against Herself in the big bed. My Mom was ready to leave early this morning because of the mean things the other human woman said about me not being allowed in the same room anymore with the little human. She/we stayed but Mom has been sad all day. We've gone in to rooms and shut the door a lot. I've had to walk around on a leash with either my mom or dad a lot. That's okay because I thought they'd just stuff me in a room or in my crate. But they have just left the room whenever the little human enters. Mom or Dad sit for a long time with me on the porch or take a nap with me on the big bed so I am happy. I have looked and looked for the big horses today but they haven't been here. Dad took me for a long walk on the beach. I like the smells but not the water. I wish I knew what those little round jelly things are. Mom gave me a bath and then we took a nice long nap. I don't like baths even more than I dislike those wipes but my Mom thinks I smell good and it makes my fur fluffy so she'll pet me more and maybe that will make her smile again. Heavy Sighs from Carly
Dear Fluffy Carly,
You do sound troubled. Mom crying all day, Dad down with the sniffles...where oh where has the vacation gone to? Okay, stay calm. Let's try and think positive...you're not in your crate but stuck on your leash...obviously something has happened. What did you do, Carly? Or shall I say what are you being accused of here? Detective Sister Very Catty suspects your troubles have something to do with that little short person. Did I not warn you about that particular breed of humans? So, whatever happened, has instigated a cold war...literally...and Himself caught it...Mom's crying, stormy weather. Good times!
At least you got to go for a walk on the beach, had a nice bath which beats out the use of them wipes, you're fluffy...yeah, hang in there...you're on a "roll" now. I must go and read more emails from you to get to the bottom of this vacation interruptus.
Sister VC
Saturday, July 2, 2011
THE CARLY REPORT - JUNE 2011
Here's more from our gal, Carly as she gets acquainted with her new surroundings in PA:
Dear Sister:
I'm sorry I haven't been able to get Mom (Herself) to type for me the last few days since we've had the little human visiting. He's a handful that Herself wants to spend a lot of time with. Sometimes she lets me tag along. Yesterday when she was walking me very early in the morning, I came nose-to-nose with a bunny! It surprised me and then the bunny ran very, very fast. I tried to keep up but the rope was too short. I wish they'd get me a longer one! I've been really good since they put me in that doggie jail for the geragerashun in that I haven't rolled in ANYTHING. That does not mean I'm getting along any better with the big dog that lives here. Big dog tries to play with me but I snarl and snap at her. My people don't think I know how to play but they are starting to figure out that I was quite obviously punished in my past life for growling and playing doggie wrestling games. When my humans try to get me to play growl, I can only do it for a few seconds before I'm afraid I'll get in trouble. I don't know why I can't play with the big dog. I do wag my tail when I growl and snarl at the big dog. Aren't they supposed to understand that means I'm not really mad?
It's really humid here! My Mom can't stand to be outside more than a few minutes before she comes back in and hides in a cool basement. She keeps saying she prefers 110 degrees and 5% humidity in Tucson to this 80 degrees and 99% humidity. She says it's hard to breathe and has to take an extra bath a day to cool off. The heat and humidity is also making Himself grumpy. Bye now, Carly
Yo Carly!
So you've survived doggie jail only to come face to face with this little short person? Carly, you are a brave little pooch. I'll give ya that much. You're coping with a gigantic dog, you're maintaining the search for bunnies and chipmunks, and now you've got to be on alert for this mini human. You have got your paws full. Yet you tell me you have not rolled in anything since doggie jail? Not good, not good at all. You mustn't compromise your standards too much, you know! I say go for it...roll, Baby, roll!! Doggie jail might be better than dealing with a mini human.
Seems you may be carrying some baggage from your former life so naturally you don't find the growling game to be so much fun. It's really hard to find humans that speak dog or cat so be patient with them and over time you'll retrain them to your standards. It's no wonder you don't really feel comfortable playing with a dog that's three times your size. You could be squished like a bug in no time.
Humid, eh? Yeah, I'm sure Tucson would feel better about now. Keep Herself in the tub and maybe encourage Himself to down a couple shots of a cold refreshment, maybe with a touch of alkeehaul! You know...to lessen the grumpy!
Hang in there, little buddy! Sister VC
Dear Sister:
I'm sorry I haven't been able to get Mom (Herself) to type for me the last few days since we've had the little human visiting. He's a handful that Herself wants to spend a lot of time with. Sometimes she lets me tag along. Yesterday when she was walking me very early in the morning, I came nose-to-nose with a bunny! It surprised me and then the bunny ran very, very fast. I tried to keep up but the rope was too short. I wish they'd get me a longer one! I've been really good since they put me in that doggie jail for the geragerashun in that I haven't rolled in ANYTHING. That does not mean I'm getting along any better with the big dog that lives here. Big dog tries to play with me but I snarl and snap at her. My people don't think I know how to play but they are starting to figure out that I was quite obviously punished in my past life for growling and playing doggie wrestling games. When my humans try to get me to play growl, I can only do it for a few seconds before I'm afraid I'll get in trouble. I don't know why I can't play with the big dog. I do wag my tail when I growl and snarl at the big dog. Aren't they supposed to understand that means I'm not really mad?
It's really humid here! My Mom can't stand to be outside more than a few minutes before she comes back in and hides in a cool basement. She keeps saying she prefers 110 degrees and 5% humidity in Tucson to this 80 degrees and 99% humidity. She says it's hard to breathe and has to take an extra bath a day to cool off. The heat and humidity is also making Himself grumpy. Bye now, Carly
Yo Carly!
So you've survived doggie jail only to come face to face with this little short person? Carly, you are a brave little pooch. I'll give ya that much. You're coping with a gigantic dog, you're maintaining the search for bunnies and chipmunks, and now you've got to be on alert for this mini human. You have got your paws full. Yet you tell me you have not rolled in anything since doggie jail? Not good, not good at all. You mustn't compromise your standards too much, you know! I say go for it...roll, Baby, roll!! Doggie jail might be better than dealing with a mini human.
Seems you may be carrying some baggage from your former life so naturally you don't find the growling game to be so much fun. It's really hard to find humans that speak dog or cat so be patient with them and over time you'll retrain them to your standards. It's no wonder you don't really feel comfortable playing with a dog that's three times your size. You could be squished like a bug in no time.
Humid, eh? Yeah, I'm sure Tucson would feel better about now. Keep Herself in the tub and maybe encourage Himself to down a couple shots of a cold refreshment, maybe with a touch of alkeehaul! You know...to lessen the grumpy!
Hang in there, little buddy! Sister VC
Thursday, June 30, 2011
MORE CARLY REPORTS
Happy June 30th. I have no idea where we left off with our traveling pooch. The e-mails she sent were delayed a bit since they were still being sent to who knows where. So we'll just take one e-mail at a time and go from there. Here is one that probably came in right after they arrived at their destination in Pennsylvania where Carly's Mom's relatives live. It was Carly's first exposure to these humans so let's read on to see how it went.
Dear Sister: I haven't heard from you in days, I hope you are okay. I've been really busy. Yesterday my people put me in a doggie day camp while they went to something called a Ger-add-u-a-shun. I didn't like it much. I was afraid they were getting rid of me. I was worried. They did come back but it took hours! I had my Mom hold me the whole trip back to this house where we are staying so she would know how much I love her and maybe she won't leave me there again, ever!! I don't know what this ger-add-u-a-shun thing is but today they had a party for it. They decorated with things called baa-loonz. I didn't like them much. They move with the wind. I didn't see any chip-monkz today but I looked and looked. I did scare off some birds. There was one bird that was blue. I've never seen a blue bird where I live in Arizona. It was big, blue and had a pointy head. Mom called it something like a ge-aye. Your friend, Carly!
Dear Carly,
You didn't hear from me because your notes weren't coming to me but I sure hope whoever did receive them enjoyed them. Meantime, I was left in e-mail limbo so am very glad to read your note.
Doggie day camp, eh? Sorry, that does NOT sound cool to me. I will apologize for your humans right here and now. They traveled how many miles to visit their people and you wind up in doggie daycare? What's up with that?! Why, that's almost rude. But then again, didn't we also learn that you had issues with the resident doggie, Lily? Maybe it was for your own protection so we'll give your humans the benefit of Sister very Catty's doubt.
I think you're referring to a graduation for one of you're Mom's grand kids and the celebration was over that event. It's a human thing. We're naturally smart and don't require years and years of schooling and a graduation and eventual boot outa the homestead. Whew, would not want to be human, would you, Carly?
Okay, I'm off to the next e-mail.
Sister VC
Dear Sister: I haven't heard from you in days, I hope you are okay. I've been really busy. Yesterday my people put me in a doggie day camp while they went to something called a Ger-add-u-a-shun. I didn't like it much. I was afraid they were getting rid of me. I was worried. They did come back but it took hours! I had my Mom hold me the whole trip back to this house where we are staying so she would know how much I love her and maybe she won't leave me there again, ever!! I don't know what this ger-add-u-a-shun thing is but today they had a party for it. They decorated with things called baa-loonz. I didn't like them much. They move with the wind. I didn't see any chip-monkz today but I looked and looked. I did scare off some birds. There was one bird that was blue. I've never seen a blue bird where I live in Arizona. It was big, blue and had a pointy head. Mom called it something like a ge-aye. Your friend, Carly!
Dear Carly,
You didn't hear from me because your notes weren't coming to me but I sure hope whoever did receive them enjoyed them. Meantime, I was left in e-mail limbo so am very glad to read your note.
Doggie day camp, eh? Sorry, that does NOT sound cool to me. I will apologize for your humans right here and now. They traveled how many miles to visit their people and you wind up in doggie daycare? What's up with that?! Why, that's almost rude. But then again, didn't we also learn that you had issues with the resident doggie, Lily? Maybe it was for your own protection so we'll give your humans the benefit of Sister very Catty's doubt.
I think you're referring to a graduation for one of you're Mom's grand kids and the celebration was over that event. It's a human thing. We're naturally smart and don't require years and years of schooling and a graduation and eventual boot outa the homestead. Whew, would not want to be human, would you, Carly?
Okay, I'm off to the next e-mail.
Sister VC
Friday, June 24, 2011
THE CARLY REPORT - Days ???
I'm not sure anymore what day we're on with Carly and her vacation experiences so we'll just read her latest report and not worry about it. Obviously our little pooch is having the time of her life. She'll either find life boring once she returns to home base or she'll just have sweet dreams about it while she sleeps for a week from fun exhaustion. Read on...
Dear Sister:
I'm writing today to tell you about a really fun adventure I had. These people we are visiting have lots of things my people call "toys". They are rather loud things they ride on. One has only 2 wheels and 3 of them have 4 wheels. Day before last we all went on a ride. I rode on my she person's lap on something called a "rain-ger". Unlike the other "toys" it has a bench seat so we rode with someone else. It has no front window so I couldn't ride on the dash like I do in the wheeled home. We went really fast. My ears were straight out and my mouth open. I didn't swallow a bug but my she-human says she had one go up her nose. It was hard to watch for bunnies but I tried. I'm thinking the bunnies were hiding from all the noise. I've also seen some other animals that I've never seen before. There was a whole group of somethings I will call big spotted bunnies. They had black and white spots all over them. My she-human called them ca-ow-z. They looked like big bunnies to me. I would have liked to chase one but I couldn't get out of the car. I'm getting better at chasing chip-monks but they are fast. One hid in some yard ornament that looks like a big bird house. I know it was in there, I saw it go in. I tired to dig it out and cried for it to come out but I couldn't get in and it wouldn't come out. After awhile my she-human insisted I keep walking. The next time I passed it I couldn't smell it in there. I will check every time I pass it though because I never forget where they can hide. Love, Carly
Dear Red Baron,
You're the envy of every dog out there reading this blog. I can just imagine you ears looking wing-like in the wind as you fly across the earth in the strange 'toy'. Try flapping them next time to see if you get lift-off. Now that's a Kodak moment! Did you wear protective head gear, goggles, anything? Yep, right out of a Peanuts cartoon!
Now you've discovered cows...and I find it most interesting that you did NOT mention wanting one of those. Wassup? You want a bunny, you want a squirrel, you want a chipmunk...what is wrong with the cow?
Happy Hunting, Sister VC
Dear Sister:
I'm writing today to tell you about a really fun adventure I had. These people we are visiting have lots of things my people call "toys". They are rather loud things they ride on. One has only 2 wheels and 3 of them have 4 wheels. Day before last we all went on a ride. I rode on my she person's lap on something called a "rain-ger". Unlike the other "toys" it has a bench seat so we rode with someone else. It has no front window so I couldn't ride on the dash like I do in the wheeled home. We went really fast. My ears were straight out and my mouth open. I didn't swallow a bug but my she-human says she had one go up her nose. It was hard to watch for bunnies but I tried. I'm thinking the bunnies were hiding from all the noise. I've also seen some other animals that I've never seen before. There was a whole group of somethings I will call big spotted bunnies. They had black and white spots all over them. My she-human called them ca-ow-z. They looked like big bunnies to me. I would have liked to chase one but I couldn't get out of the car. I'm getting better at chasing chip-monks but they are fast. One hid in some yard ornament that looks like a big bird house. I know it was in there, I saw it go in. I tired to dig it out and cried for it to come out but I couldn't get in and it wouldn't come out. After awhile my she-human insisted I keep walking. The next time I passed it I couldn't smell it in there. I will check every time I pass it though because I never forget where they can hide. Love, Carly
Dear Red Baron,
You're the envy of every dog out there reading this blog. I can just imagine you ears looking wing-like in the wind as you fly across the earth in the strange 'toy'. Try flapping them next time to see if you get lift-off. Now that's a Kodak moment! Did you wear protective head gear, goggles, anything? Yep, right out of a Peanuts cartoon!
Now you've discovered cows...and I find it most interesting that you did NOT mention wanting one of those. Wassup? You want a bunny, you want a squirrel, you want a chipmunk...what is wrong with the cow?
Happy Hunting, Sister VC
Thursday, June 23, 2011
THE CARLY REPORT - Days 7 & 8
Well, lo and behold, we have finally heard from our little traveling pooch, Carly. We were beginning to suspect she'd taken a hike rather than a vacation. Carly's explanation was that the day they left Tennessee and the Smoky Mountains her people decided to go the rest of the distance all in one day. So off to Pennsylvania they went and once there her people had to visit with their peoples awhile. Then when Herself got around to typing Carly's reports she was emailing them to the wrong address. She finally figured out what was happening when all of her reports came back to her own email. So now after many days hiatus we will catch up with Carly's adventures. Yes, and Carly and I probably both agree that its hard to get good help these days and if only we could just type this stuff ourselves!! Oh well, let's face it, we're living in a human's world, what can we do? Okay, on to Carly's vacation adventures from the 16th and 17th.
Dear SVC:
It's been quite awhile since I've written. I've been bizzie. Before we left the Smoky mountain site I saw some squirrels. I know what squirrels are since they sometimes invade my back yard at home. These are a little different being mostly grey. They are really fast. I want one. I tried to chase it but it ran up a tree. I don't know how to run up a tree. I barked at it but it wouldn't come down. Why can cats climb trees and doggies not? I'm asking you because being a feline you may be able to coach me.
We arrived at the place where we are going to stay for a while. I don't know how long but we are not sleeping in the rolling home. This home has lots of people in it and a very big dog. I sometimes get along with the big dog and sometimes I don't. I don't like it when the big dog comes near one of my people. I snapped at it and bit its nose. I got scolded for it. I just thought she was too close to my people. My Mom says I should be nice to "Lilly" and I do try when we walk together.
I discovered a new little critter here and I want one! It's called a "chip-monk". They are little and fast and there a lot of them. I want one. This house has a lot of bushes and the "chip-monkz" hide in the bushes. I chased one in to a bush. Lilly was trying to help me but she's really lousy at catching things. I think she should be better since there are lots of them but she doesn't seem to care. I don't understand her. Anyway, this chip-monk I chased in to a bush, ran out the other side while I wasn't looking and ran right in to Lilly. My Mom said that Lilly did chase it but it ran under another bush. I was still sniffing of the first bush. Mom got quite a laugh out of that. I want a chip-monk! I can only chase them within the yard with a big cement pond in it but they don't let me off the leash often because I can fit under the gate. There is a big forest here and I just know there are chip-monkz and bunnies in there! How can I teach Lilly to better help me catch one?
Thanks, Carly
Carly, Great to hear from you. Seems you have several issues to address but at least you are having a good time away from home. Carly, I have to be perfectly frank with you and remind you that you are indeed a dog. You are a small dog...check the mirror, little buddy. One of the well known facts of animal world, particularly in the canine versus feline world, dogs do not climb trees. Cats climb trees. It's another fact that dogs chase cats and this is exactly why cats climb trees in order to escape the dang dog who thinks it needs to look superior to the cat. What's funny is the silly dog never even realizes the cat is probably taunting the dog in the first place knowing perfectly well it can escape up a tree. While doggie is feeling all macho and superior to little kitty, the cat is thinking what a dumba** that dog is thinking it can actually catch me. The squirrels probably feel the same way.
Think of it that there are just some things dogs are gonna do that cats would never think of doing...like burying bones. Can you imagine that...only reason to scratch in dirt in a cat's mind would be to politely cover up its...well, never mind that right now.
So no...I cannot help you climb a tree...it's just not a doggie thing to do. However, I should coach you with some manners. I understand from your people that Lilly is a very sweet dog, quite large, but sweet. Now while you are there you are a guest in her home and with her people. Her people belong to your people...humans refer to them as relatives. As critters that is one thing we don't have to worry about but as humans and relatives they are prone to want to visit...this is why you got to enjoy a long road trip. So you really should be on your best behavior and tolerate the situation the best way you can. For crying out loud, you do not bite your hostess dog....what is wrong with you? Have you suffered a brain fart or what? Do yourself a favor...go look in the mirror. You are half Chihuahua and half Beagle and compared to Lilly you are a squatty body. All she'd have to do is sit on you but instead she's putting up with your antics. After all...you have invaded her space. Besides the fact that your people do not need protecting from these new people. They belong together...you're the new kid on the block...remember your position or you may find yourself sleeping alone back in the tin home on wheels.
So you've discovered chipmunks, eh? Good for you. Lilly may not have any interest in actually catching one because she probably enjoys them playing in her yard. Now let's say you were to actually catch a chipmunk or a squirrel or even a bunny. I have a feeling you wouldn't know what to do with it.
Now mind your manners.
Sister VC
It's been quite awhile since I've written. I've been bizzie. Before we left the Smoky mountain site I saw some squirrels. I know what squirrels are since they sometimes invade my back yard at home. These are a little different being mostly grey. They are really fast. I want one. I tried to chase it but it ran up a tree. I don't know how to run up a tree. I barked at it but it wouldn't come down. Why can cats climb trees and doggies not? I'm asking you because being a feline you may be able to coach me.
We arrived at the place where we are going to stay for a while. I don't know how long but we are not sleeping in the rolling home. This home has lots of people in it and a very big dog. I sometimes get along with the big dog and sometimes I don't. I don't like it when the big dog comes near one of my people. I snapped at it and bit its nose. I got scolded for it. I just thought she was too close to my people. My Mom says I should be nice to "Lilly" and I do try when we walk together.
I discovered a new little critter here and I want one! It's called a "chip-monk". They are little and fast and there a lot of them. I want one. This house has a lot of bushes and the "chip-monkz" hide in the bushes. I chased one in to a bush. Lilly was trying to help me but she's really lousy at catching things. I think she should be better since there are lots of them but she doesn't seem to care. I don't understand her. Anyway, this chip-monk I chased in to a bush, ran out the other side while I wasn't looking and ran right in to Lilly. My Mom said that Lilly did chase it but it ran under another bush. I was still sniffing of the first bush. Mom got quite a laugh out of that. I want a chip-monk! I can only chase them within the yard with a big cement pond in it but they don't let me off the leash often because I can fit under the gate. There is a big forest here and I just know there are chip-monkz and bunnies in there! How can I teach Lilly to better help me catch one?
Thanks, Carly
Carly, Great to hear from you. Seems you have several issues to address but at least you are having a good time away from home. Carly, I have to be perfectly frank with you and remind you that you are indeed a dog. You are a small dog...check the mirror, little buddy. One of the well known facts of animal world, particularly in the canine versus feline world, dogs do not climb trees. Cats climb trees. It's another fact that dogs chase cats and this is exactly why cats climb trees in order to escape the dang dog who thinks it needs to look superior to the cat. What's funny is the silly dog never even realizes the cat is probably taunting the dog in the first place knowing perfectly well it can escape up a tree. While doggie is feeling all macho and superior to little kitty, the cat is thinking what a dumba** that dog is thinking it can actually catch me. The squirrels probably feel the same way.
Think of it that there are just some things dogs are gonna do that cats would never think of doing...like burying bones. Can you imagine that...only reason to scratch in dirt in a cat's mind would be to politely cover up its...well, never mind that right now.
So no...I cannot help you climb a tree...it's just not a doggie thing to do. However, I should coach you with some manners. I understand from your people that Lilly is a very sweet dog, quite large, but sweet. Now while you are there you are a guest in her home and with her people. Her people belong to your people...humans refer to them as relatives. As critters that is one thing we don't have to worry about but as humans and relatives they are prone to want to visit...this is why you got to enjoy a long road trip. So you really should be on your best behavior and tolerate the situation the best way you can. For crying out loud, you do not bite your hostess dog....what is wrong with you? Have you suffered a brain fart or what? Do yourself a favor...go look in the mirror. You are half Chihuahua and half Beagle and compared to Lilly you are a squatty body. All she'd have to do is sit on you but instead she's putting up with your antics. After all...you have invaded her space. Besides the fact that your people do not need protecting from these new people. They belong together...you're the new kid on the block...remember your position or you may find yourself sleeping alone back in the tin home on wheels.
So you've discovered chipmunks, eh? Good for you. Lilly may not have any interest in actually catching one because she probably enjoys them playing in her yard. Now let's say you were to actually catch a chipmunk or a squirrel or even a bunny. I have a feeling you wouldn't know what to do with it.
Now mind your manners.
Sister VC
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