...oh, Whew! They're NOT trying to leave me!

If you remember, in my last blog post, I was really worried that Mom and Dad were going on another long vacation and leaving me.  I was glued to my little doggie bed which Mom had put in the kitchen and I thought she was going to send me and the doggie bed away.

That night, we all went to bed and I worried all night. I got up off the bed during the night and wandered around the bedroom.  Were Mom and Dad going to go away?  What was going on?  I didn't know.  Mom was up and around, too.  What was she doing?  Was she worried, too?  Then Dad was up too.  They were up too early.  My stomach hadn't started growling yet, but WOW! I was getting breakfast WAY before the sun was up.  This couldn't be all bad.

Soon we were putting things on the elevator and sending them down to the basement.  The car was full of stuff.  All the stuff that had been stored in the back room!  It was all in the car.  This must be it.  They were ready to put all the stuff and me in the car and go away.

Wait.  That's not how it happened when they went to Scotland.  Then they sent their stuff down to the basement and then gave me a few pats and left.  This is different.  I AM going with them.  I'm getting in the back seat and my doggie bed is coming with us and we are all going!  Oh, joy, Oh, joy!

Soon we were on our way.  And this time, I knew we would go by the turn for the Dog Park.  Not like the last time when I thought they had missed the turn.  I know now.  We're on our way back to Scottsdale and my friends back there.  And we are all going together. 

I could finally relax, knowing the we were all going to be together.  And I knew this was going to be a long, long trip.  I remember it from last year.  I may as well settle in on my pillow and make the most of it.

 

Along the way, I could see Dad needed my advice on where we were going, so I got up and gave him my ideas.

 

I'm sure he appreciated it.  I like to make his life easier.

 

We rode for 11 or more hours, and I was getting hungry and tired.  We saw a Billboard that advertised just what I was looking for.  Lots and lots of food.

 

 

And, it didn't cost anything.  I told Dad to stop so we could get the 72 oz Steak.  And we did stop.  But he didn't get the steak.  I got my usual dinner.  Which I really appreciated by then. We stayed at another La Quinta Hotel - like the last time we went to Scottsdale. And this time I went right to sleep.  I wasn't worried anymore.  I knew where we were going.

 

And the next day, I spent most of my day protecting the food box in the back seat.  I wanted to be sure it was there when we got to Scottsdale.

 

 

And we finally made it back.  I'm really glad to be back here and looking forward to seeing my old friends.

 

But I'm 'specially glad that Mom and Dad weren't thinking about leaving me.  I think they really need me around.  And I'm happy to help them. 

 

Talk to you soon.  I've some sleep to catch up on.

 

Love, G.

 

PS  It's really nice here in Scottsdale.  We're going for a long walk tomorrow.