Wednesday, November 25, 2009

My first Tot sized canine...

Times have severely changed since my days as a full time Captain steering my ship around the globe. These days people board a long oval tube with wings that span what seems as infinite. Everyone has their own items and cram them into an extremely small compartment overhead. Once settle they cleverly latch themselves in a seat with these metal attachments. I remember seeing those same contraptions when Shelley and Doug took me to Jefferson, accept the transportation didn't have any wings.

Well anyway, we all got buckled in and for the life of me what happens next scared the little tot poop out of me. A voice speaks out and yells please prepare for takeoff. FOR WHAT I SAY??? Hoollllyyyyyy! My seat is sucking me in. What the hell is going on?!? My eye patch flies off scaring the hell out of this little boy across the aisle. I'm bouncing up and down trying not to puke and then I start laughing hysterically entering a world of Tot dimentia. Suddenly, everything settles to a calm tranquil bliss like I just swallowed a smooth shot of rum. Ahhh...shall I take a nap?

Doug failed to inform me we were visiting his family in a place called San Diego. The name sounds vaguely familiar but I will have to see if perhaps I once visited before. Shelley also came along and apparently it was her first time to meet his family. Needless to say she looked white as a ghost. I will just keep that to myself. More bumps and loud noises occurred as the tube landed safely. Found my eyepatch and off to a new world we go.

We met up with Doug's sister and brother-in-law, Tricia and Howard. They were kind enough to pick us up and head out to another location where his family resides. Lemme just tell ya, Doug has one large family. Geesh!

I met Doug's nephew and niece, Dante and Camille. They are really sweet children. They played with me and invited over to their inventive play area. That's when Camille introduced me to her dog named Pup.



A really friendly young lad who spoke highly of Camille. He really enjoyed staying inside his dog house. She would feed him regularly and on occasion give him a bath. And I snuck a little rum in his water bowl to see any reaction. Whoa, I thought I could take some naps. Man alive, this thing could make money doing this. When everyone left and it left only snooze dog that's when I decided to ween him off the snooze juice so I could have a buddy to play with although the face licking I could do without! :)

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