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Friday, September 9, 2011

Our Crazy Lives

A couple of weeks ago we no sooner got our Knotty Cat settled in our marina, than Hans and I fled the state for two weeks; Hans flew to France and I flew back home. Wilbur (that lucky dog and I mean that literally) found himself in Doggy Day Care.

Hans' new job is based in France and he will be the U.S. connection so he had to go over there for two very intensive weeks of training. I had to go back home and take care of some family business.

I guarantee you Wilbur had more fun than either of us.

How do I know this? Because the Day Care called me every two days with updates on Wilbur's state of mind, the state of his sensitive tummy, and how much fun he was having with all the other dogs.

I arrived home (the Knotty Cat is now home) yesterday, picked up a much thinner (thanks to many zoomie sessions at Day Care and they sent home the photos to prove it) Wilbur today, and the little man and I will pick Hans up at the airport tomorrow.



Hans and Wilbur are so smug. We were on the very last leg of our journey.


















Hmmm, Wilbur is giving our new stomping grounds the sniff test.



He approves.














Wilbur celebrated our arriving safely and on time by sharing with us, his infamous Frog Pose.













After being in Day Care for two weeks, this is what's been on the boat with me today.


I'm not kidding when I say I don't think he's gone to the bathroom once.



He's either in a coma or just too damned tired to care.

2 comments:

  1. A tired dog is a happy dog :D

    Waggin at ya,
    Roo

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  2. Then I'd have to say Wilbur is delirious! He slept for 2 straight days and is only now starting to wake up.

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