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Cruising with a Dog
Throwback Thursday: Exploding Dogs!
Thursday, February 06, 2014TheCambrians
Because Sally hasn’t been well and is clearly in the final stage
of her life (which could last a couple of months or a couple of years), we’ve
spent a lot of time thinking about our lives together and I couldn’t help but
remember this blog from our trip up the West Coast of the US back in 2008. She was 11 at the time and I wasn’t very
optimistic about her chances of reaching 12 the following month. Well, as you can see, she survived my
early-morning wrath and continues to torture us (me, especially) with her
late-night stalking . . . unfortunately, it’s every night now rather than just
the occasional emergency, but we're working on that and seeing slight progress.
For those of you who cruise with a dog, I’m sure you can relate
and for the rest of you, I hope you enjoy it!
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| Hiking with Sally in Golden Gate National Recreation Area in Pillar Point. |
Originally
Posted on July 8, 2008
from Pillar Point ,
CA
The
joys of pet ownership and anchoring don't always go hand in hand. For
those of you who aren't pet owners, there's an unpleasant chemical reaction
that occurs when a dog/cat drinks saltwater. The ensuing explosion can
release itself in one of two ways . . . projectile vomiting or in a burst of brown liquid (or, if you're really lucky, both). Sally
generally takes the second of these two options. Yesterday, David and I
thought we'd taken care of the problem during our evening trip to shore when we
witnessed two of the aforementioned eruptions, but we were wrong.
Sally's a quiet a dog by
nature, but she has the ability to stare very loudly. And, being her
mother, I'm always the recipient of these stares. It's my job to decipher
what they mean - I'm hungry. I'm thirsty. I want a dog treat. - at 5:30 in the morning, the message is always the same - TAKE ME TO THE BATHROOM, NOW!
I suppose I should be grateful
that she waited until dawn, but it's difficult to be appreciative after
only 5 hours sleep and you're facing a cold, wet dinghy ride with a dog that
can't sit still because she's ready to burst (hopefully not all over
you). Fortunately, we made it without incident and all's now well
aboard the good ship Cambria: Sally's resting quietly
on deck, David continues to sleep soundly, and I've put away my "FREE TO A
GOOD HOME" sign.
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| It's a long dinghy ride from the boat to the beach, especially at 5:30 in the morning. |
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