• Tuesday , 27 June 2017
Mexican food sucks

Mexican food sucks

Not sure where I live anymore. I keep thinking that we are going to stay and then we end up leaving. Odd life this is and so much different then how things used to be where I had my house, a couple couches to move between for napping, my own yard, and a lot of alone time. El Jefe [Mike] and Reina [Shannon] used to leave me alone most everyday though not sure where they went but most days I could just lounge around and do my own thing. They didn’t really know what I would do and we don’t need to tell them now as they would only worry. But, suffice to say that I had time that was not monitored. Now, we are together all the time and if I could count I could tell you that I have barely been alone. We were at the beach and had a cabana and they left me alone there and I could finally just relax. But, it was never much time as mostly they make me accompany them everywhere. I think they must have a lot of fear so they need me to check things out and make sure it is safe. It is so tiring being their guard dog all the time. Oh well. These are things I must do.

The indignity of bathing outdoors

The indignity of bathing outdoors

Did I tell you about the beach? It was lovely. We had a house. It was up really high and had a bed so I would just lay on the bed, look out the doorway and bark at anything I saw walking along the beach. We stayed there awhile but then we left…. We stopped other places but it wasn’t too exciting until we were camping in a cold, greenish area and my friend Blaze showed up! So exciting. There were some other dogs there too but they were so young it was irritating. I was so happy to see Blaze and we played, and played, and played. But, again we left.

Luckily they didn't throw me in the water; I just hate water on my fur.

Luckily they didn’t throw me in the water; I just hate water on my fur.

It has been getting hotter and I have been spending a lot of time in my incognito bag while El Jefe carries me around. So much nicer to be carried then do all the walking and climbing that El Jefe and Reina are doing over all these rocks and things [Mayan ruins of southern Mexico]; sometimes they take me out of the bag and I walk but it really is so hot and muggy that I prefer to lounge in the bag.

In my incognito bag

In my incognito bag

At the top of something

At the top of something

We are in another new place now and they took me to the doctor…I don’t really like the doctor. I got a poke in my neck [updated shots for crossing the border to Belize] but Reina seemed excited about new food they had at the doctor. Then when we got back to the tent she was putting food that smells much better into bags. But, my current food sucks. She must have mixed the okay smelling stuff with the bad smelling stuff because it is barely tolerable now. I mean I eat it eventually but every morning I hope for something better in my bowl and then she sets it down and it is the same icky smelling kibble. Sometimes they mix other things into the kibble and that makes it so much easier to get down. Also, the more sad I look about my food then they put more interesting tidbits in it. If you ever want to get better food, like whatever they are eating, the best thing is to just pick at your kibble and then act weak from hunger. That usually works and they put hot dogs in my food!

Related Posts