We took the Big Ferry Boat over. Now, I've been on the Ferry before and I liked it, but this time there was something different (I guess) and I didn't like at as much. It was too loud, too busy with cars and people, and too stinky with all the fumes. When the ferry started moving Mom tried to get me out of the car to walk and I said 'oh hell no!' and stayed put.
Nope, I'm fine right here on my car blankey!
Not sure why he was so scared, but when I went to walk him to the Pet Room, he refused to leave the car, trembling, etc. Same on the way home. Good thing he peed and pooped at the terminal before boarding! So I filled his water bowl, left some treats, and away I went.
Jo and Dale recently moved to Comox over on Vancouver Island when Dale's job moved him out of Winnipeg. I hear Winnipeg is crazy cold over the longer-than-here winters. In fact, Aunt Jo barely stopped talking about how cold and long the winters are in Winnipeg. She was only in Winnipeg for 4 years and we were visiting for 4 days. Guess how those two numbers matched up?
That's OK, I won't complain about Aunt Jo going on (and on and on and on) about how awful Winnipeg was 'cause she fed me tiny bits of bones (Katie got the HUGE bits, I only got miniscule, barely visible crumbs). Then when we weren't allowed bones any more, we got duck leather (basically the same as dried chicken strips, but made with duck). Katie got the HUGE pieces, sometimes two pieces! Whereas Yours Truly only got a teeniest microscopic pieces.
Just doesn't seem fair, now does it?
Except Mom reminds me KatieGirl is 110 lbs. of German Sheppard/Rottweiler?/something HUGE? cross. Yet she is the gentlest giant you could ever meet. Katie loves belly rubs, giving and getting kisses, and wrap-around hugs. I gave her plenty of all three 'cause I missed her, too.
So I sat with Aunt Jo the whole time and she pet me with her feet as I curled up on her ottoman...giving mom the stink-eye where she sat way on the other side of the couch.
Mom and Aunt Jo left me behind with Dale and Anthony a few times. Us guys did Manly-Man chores and stuff while the women-folk were doing whatever secrecy women do when off having a coven of some kind. Mom says the result of them taking off might become known next month; has something to do with why mom is selling our house back home...I think. Ooo look, treats!@!!! Gotta go :-)
Oh, almost forgot: Edo the cat hates me. I tried to be friends with him, but nope, hated me with a passion. *sigh* I tried.