Return Sailing....Anchors Away!

Ferry Traffic is a Bitch.

You know when you have nightmares about getting stuck in ferry traffic, so you decide to get up before sunrise...JUST...IN....CASE.  You fill the gas tank the afternoon before.  You hook the trailer up the night before, set the timer on the coffee IV and the only other thing left to do in the a.m. is brush your teeth (hair brushing is optional) and head out the door.  You argue with your companions about how early, or late you should leave...I'm guessing about 5 minutest past sunrise would suffice.  You pack some breakfast for the drive so that no one can feign starvation and insist on a trip through the drive-thru and last but not least you DEMAND everyone take one last pee break as you head out the door.  The driver DOES NOT STOP for pee breaks, just so you know.

All I have to say is, I sure am glad we left home when we did.  One minute later and we might have missed the ferry....NOT!

Instead, poor Ernie was accosted by the geriatrics on the bus tour which was the third vehicle to enter the queue for the trip from PEI to Nova Scotia.

Note to self, next time we take a ferry, we might not have to be in SUCH a rush to make it.  Hint, hint.  Just sayin'!

Day Three - Camping....Can Only Be Described In Pictures

Me, Mum & Dad had such a great time at Tignish Shores that we decided to go back and spend the whole day there.  Mummy packed a picnic, some fresh agua pour moi (I'm tri-lingual, didn't you know?) and the beach towels and off we went.  First we stopped at yet another fishery.  Sorry, I asked Mummy what it was called but her memory seems to be failing her.  She NEEDS to take pictures of the signs!

WTF?

Let me outta this FREAKIN' TRUCK!!!!  This is NOT RIGHT!

From here we went to Jude's Point where we, yes all three of us, indulged in some nummy onion rings and fried clams.  When we had been there the day before, the place was empty.  Today was a different story.  There was a big bus there and it looked like a million people there.  Well, some nice lady came over to meet MY CUTENESS and told us that it was a family reunion.  She said there were thirty adults and all of their off-spring there and there were lots of those.  Family had come from all across the country and apparently they gather every five years. I'm kinda hoping my own family reunion will be far less than 5 years!  I'm thinking, like, 5 weeks?  Anywho....renting a bus is a great idea!  It takes them where ever they want to go.

Come on!  Enough chatter!  Which way to da beach?

Can you imagine having this whole beach to yourself for the whole day?

This about sums up the day....

This is me.  I'm LIFEGUARDING my Daddy, just like my big bro, Rookie, used to do.  He always kept a close eye on all the people in the water to make sure they were safe.  Remember Daddy?  I really miss my Big Bro.

PEACE OUT, PEOPLES!

Day Trois - Camping

Yo! Yo! People's.  I am back!

Day Three in the Dog House and the sun was shining gloriously.  Sadly however, it was time to head home as there were chores to be done at home.  Mommy prepared a feast of bacon and eggs for her two favourite fellas and then set to washing the dishes and putting stuff away in its appropriate place for the drive home.  As she was wiping things down, she mentioned to Daddy that this was her type of housework.  Multiple small manageable work spaces to clean.  Limited space to store limited supplies.  She vacuumed, she cleaned, she scrubbed, she polished with a smile on her face the entire time.  Mommy hates cleaning so it was nice to see her so happy.  All she had left to do was to throw out the trash that was in the can placed carefully atop the stove top cover and, replace the cutting boards from their current resting place behind the stove top, to their appropriate designated home.  One was a new addition to the Dog House and the other belongs with the Dog House.  It is conveniently designed to comfortably rest over top of the right-hand side of the sink.  As she grabbed the first cutting board, the second fell forward, knocking the garbage can airborne.  It was almost as if I was watching it in slow motion, floating through air, crashing into the opposing wall.  The well-intentionally placed (or so I thought) plastic cup full of liquid bacon grease seemed to pick up speed and hit the wall about two feet up.  Liquid oozed disgustingly down the side of the wall.  A large puddle of congealed goo on the floor.  Splatters... EVERYWHERE!  And of course, who was there to witness the entire event ?  Daddy who could only hang his head and walk away in disgust.  Argh!

As quickly as Mommy could wipe one mess up, she discovered another.  The wall, the floor, the counter, the stove. And then she spotted it.  There is a vent placed at ankle height on the wall, underneath the refrigerator.  The grease had hit the vent, which was accessible, but there was no way for her to get access to the cavern that lay beyond without the use of a screwdriver or Daddy's assistance.  Now she needed to break the news to him and when she did all she received was that look of silent disgust and disappointment.  You know the one.  The one your Mum or Dad gave you when you had let them down.  The one usually accompanied by a tsk..tsk...and the disapproving shake of the head.  Like poor Mommy hadn't beat herself up enough.  Daddy was somewhat dismissive of the entire event which was a bit surprising and we drove home down the coast past some pretty spectacular scenery. 

I knew I was counting my blessing too soon because when we got home and Mommy went in the house, Daddy spent hours outside in the trailer....cleaning.  Let's just say, things were a little quiet around the house for the rest of the day.  Icy might describe it better.  Not the best way to end our maiden voyage in the Dog House.  Geesh!  You would have thought she had done it on purpose!  (Don't forget the garbage incident on the porch....not a good homecoming all-round.)

As if things couldn't get much worse, there was a mishap in the trees in our back yard.  We don't know how long they'd been down but Daddy found a nest with three eggs strewn about with no Momma bird to be seen.  Carefully, they collected the eggs and Daddy gently placed the nest back in a tree but now several days have passed and no one has returned to claim ownership.

This is the centre of Mommy's circle garden filling in with poppies, sweet peas, (WEEDS) and morning glories.

And here is what we had to rush home for.....so Daddy could weed his beloved veggie garden.  Notice the difference between Daddy's three plots and Mommy's circle garden?  Yes, his are neat and weed free and hers....well, it's a bit of a mess.  That's her zukes growing off to the left though and there are baby zukes sprouting.

I sure wish I was back at Basin Head instead of back to reality.  Can't wait to get out in the Dog House again.  Every time Mommy goes out there, I try to bum rush her to the door.

Thanks for tagging along on our trip!

p.s.  Auntie T.  I forgot to answer you about the wifi...Mommy did take her laptop so they could watch some DVDs if it rained at night and YES, they actually did have Internet service there.  Wow!  Has camping come a long way since they were kid.  But, at $4/hr, Mommy figured she could wait until she got home to surf the web.

I'm Back, Peoples!

Sorry I took so long. As you might have figured out, I can’t type...DUH...I’m a dog?! So I must sit patiently and wait for my Momma to help out when I want to post. She’s been busy (spinning her wheels, as usual).

Anywhooooo, let’s continue or briefing on camping and other fodder. I had a difficult time with the sleeping arrangements.  I was confused on whose bed was whose.  Seems my bed is only about a foot below Mommy's but I kept trying to get up and snuggle with her.  It was soooo close, I couldn't help myself.  (I don't think she had a very good sleep because I woke her up, like, four times!  I was hoping she would cave, but nope!  Go figure!)

Let me tell you what I heard my Daddy say.  When he first pulled the Dog House onto the grass, he did a wee bit of work and then he told Mommy, "There.  I'm done.  You're in charge now!"  And so, that's the way it went.  Short of Daddy kicking up his feet, opening his yap wide and Mommy jamming grapes down his throat, he was pretty true to his word.  (She'd get even with him later.  Tune in tomorrow.)  So, after I got up from my nap and we had some supper, Daddy built a campfire.  (Oh, I guess that was a little work.  You got me there.)


Look! There's my Mommy sitting in front of the fire HE-MAN Daddy built her.  Doesn't it look beautiful there?

Day Two of our trip in the Dog House was filled with water. Water falling from the sky & water from the ocean. That’s alright. It was still warm outside so we went for a drive farther up island to Basinhead Beach.

Mommy and Daddy walked the beach.  Ohhh, I RUVS walking the beach with my Daddy. Sure wish my Bro was here though. He would have loved it here.

There's me!  Look at that kick in my step....

 

Zip-A-Dee-Doo-DAH!  Zip-A-Dee-DAY!

 Lettuce anyone?

Yes, yes, I know.  It's a Sea Salad but if you don't know by now, I RUVS me some lettuce!  Any lettuce will do.

My Mommy, always following the rules.  Walking me with a leash on the beach even though there was no one else there.  So NOT cool!

What the hell? Is that Ogo Pogo? I thought Ogo Pogo was a fresh water creature that lived in BC? I must be seeing things!

From BasinHead we drove to the Eastern most point of the island to ....

After we had had enough rain we started back to the Dog House but not before Daddy found this little pond with the most spectacular water lilies.

We truly could have stayed at this sanctuary all day except the Deer Flies started biting Mommy's arse.  We all know how much the bugs love Mommy's sweet flesh but the feeling is NOT reciprocated so we had to head home.

By the time we got home I was exhausted....and you guessed it.....Peoples....  I'm...starting....to....feel...very...sleepy...again.....MUST....
NAP!

Please come back tomorrow for the final day's events.  Licks & Wags...Noogie-san!

Ernie Has Found His Calling!

Dear Peoples,

I wanted to write and tell you that I would like to move into our new house.  Not the house that has three floors, four bedrooms and two bathrooms.  Not the house that has at least one bed on every level, lovingly placed there for my use only (not to mention the king-sized bed that I snuggle in at night).

Nope, I want to move into the new house parked in the driveway, the one on four wheels. Some time ago, Mommy fittingly referred to it as "The Dog House", but I don't think the title's use was meant for me. You know, the one that Daddy hooked up to the back of the truck this week and towed to lands afar? I RUVS IT!!!!  I RUVS EVERYTHING ABOUT IT!


Look!  Here's me daydreaming of what wondrous place my Daddy is taking me to on the CAR RIDE!  I bet he takes me through the drive-thru at Robin's Donuts where the lovely ladies always give me a "Milk Bone Tootie!"  If they forget or don't see me in the back seat, I bark at them so they know I'm in there.  I am lion, hear me ROAR!


Umm, Daddy?  Do ya think you can roll up the windows?  It's a little windy back here and you are mussing up my hair!

Anyhooo...Daddy drove and drove and eventually he pulled into a green pasture that overlooked the ocean.  I think he said it was called Red Point.  We could see fishing boats and sail boats off in the distance and I could hear all of the little kids laughing and playing in the surf.

While Daddy tried (and tried) to back the Dog House into the field, I think I heard him yell at Mommy, who was standing behind the Dog House, "I CAN'T SEE YOU!"  To which she gave him some kind of hand signal to check out in his rear view mirror.  I think they call it, "FLIPPIN' THE BIRD", and then Daddy laughed.  Eventually he got it right and then I heard them laugh because he could have driven straight through the field instead of backing it into the spot, but, oh well!

Once he got it levelled, I found a shady spot underneath the Dog House where I went fast to sleep.  I think I woke myself up snoring because Mommy & Daddy were laughing at me at one point.  Either that or I tooted in my sleep.  Small things amuse small minds, I say.  Watching out the window in anticipation while Daddy drives is hard work for a little gaffer.  You try standing on two legs when you were meant to stand on four!

Mom looks like she was lovin' it too!  Look at her hanging out on the lawn chair.  (Psst!  Notice there is only one chair while the other is inexplicably missing.  Well, between you and me, as soon as they got it out of its bag and Mommy set it up, she sat down in it and it broke!  Teee heee!  I did say that's between you and me, right?  She'll kill me if she finds out I finked on her.)

So....why do I love camping so much?  Well, I can sit anywhere I want inside the Dog House and see my Mommy and Daddy.  They can't go anywhere where I can't see them.  No FREAKIN' OUT for me! 

I also RUVS that we had BBQ every night, even when it was pouring....oh, wait for it.....CATS & DOGS outside!  And bacon always tastes great when you make it on the Dog House stove.  That's what I had for breakfast...BOTH mornings!

I also RUV me some long (3 hours long) naps with my Dad!  After 2 hours I was wide awake but Mommy had the door open so I could lie on the bed and watch all of the activity going on outside. 

Mommy loved her time in the Dog House too but, for some reason she cried after we had only been there for an hour or so.  No!  It wasn't Daddy barking at her about her lack of guidance while directing the Dog House into its new spot.  (She also gave him a thumbs down at one point.)  Shortly after we arrived another Dog House pulled in way, way  across the field from us.  And who should come out of it....

This old fella, of course!  (He's kinda freakin' me out because he looks like a mirage.  Ghost like, almost, don't cha' think?)  I had to do a double-take myself, but I knew it wasn't my BRO.  Cheer up, Buttercup!  Rookie is inside the trailer sleeping.

 See!

 He can't possibly be in two places at once.

Speaking of sleepin', I'm feeling another nap coming on.....

Me thinks I gotta leave it there but I have more adventures to share with you tomorrow.  But believe me when I tell you...I used to think I was meant for fishin', but now, I'm just not so sure.  This Dog House thing is really winning me over.  I'll have to try it out a few more times to be really sure. 

CHOW for NOW....Ernie-san!

Gone Camping!

We have taken our new baby on its maiden voyage, camping at Red Point Provincial Park. Check it out here. Please tune in Friday as I am sure that I will have plenty of tails uh...tales to share.