I'm a lousy cockapoo. But I may have to be a Cool one for a while. I guess it all started on a beautiful morning. I found out an amazing fact. I was going to Louisiana for vacation! It was going to be great. There was a Golden Retriever over there. His name was Rudy. My owners also told me that there were two cats: Patches and Cooper. I was looking forward to it. So later on, everyone in my family started packing. I decided that I needed to pack things, too. I could just stuff them in a small box and conceal it somewhere in the van. So I went to work.
I decided to get Madison and Mojo to help me pack. "Madison and Mojo, I need to help me pack for Louisiana. I turned to you guys because for one, Mojo is in very intelligent, and for two, Madison is-uhh-Cool. So help me now!" I demanded. The cats went to work. "Here's that toy you call 'Jack,' a loofa dog, and that chewy doggish-toy thingy that you love." Madison said. "And I gave you a photo album I found, one of those puffy balls that Madison and I always go bonkers for, and some lint I found in of our owner's old jeans pockets." Mojo said. "Thanks guys. Well, I guess it's bye." I said. I put all of my luggage in a small, cardboard, state-of-the-art box. I hugged the kittens bye. Then, I hid the box in the van.
It moved out the driveway, and we drove on the highway. I poked my head out of the window. The wind blew threw my ears. It gave me a feeling that Mojo would hate forever if he could. But I encourage him to like it a little bit. So anyways, we picked my Mom's Mom, and went on the highway for real. We drove all day. It was kind of boring. I went to sleep on a pillow Mom kept in the front of the van. It was comfy. It was covered in flowers. The background was a creamy, light, rich blue. It was a comfortable as it looked.
I was on hinker hooks to get to a Hotel. We finally went to a hotel. "Ahhhhhh, perfect!" I said when I set foot on the parking lot ground. I really was happy. I just went on the bed. The hotel was pet-friendly. That was a relief. Now, to save time, I'm not gonna tell you the details at the hotel. All I'll say is I did my daily morning walk, and I got a bath.
So I finally got to Louisiana the next day. It was very hot, just like most other southern states. I finally got inside. "Air conditioning-a bit more decent." I replied to myself. Then, I went to explore. Only his scent showed that Rudy lived here. But I couldn't find her. I was introduced to Rudy's family. They were real nice. I don't want to talk too much about them, for I didn't get permission to mention their names on a website.
I went into the family room. There were either couches placed against each other. High on the wall was a flat-screen TV. It had golf on for a huge portion of the vacation. I wasn't focused on furniture at that time. I was, however, focused on a seemingly tricolor cat. She looked pretty old. She bumped into a wall. "Are you okay? And who are you Patches or Cooper?" I asked. "I'm fine. It always happens. I'm Patches, and you must be some stranger animal." the cat said. "I think you're mistaken. I'm Lucy. And why did you bump into a wall?" I asked. "I am pretty old. And it was an accident. I'm blind. That is why I may be seemingly clumsy. But I think many younger pets don't care. I know this place a little more now that I've lived here for a pretty long time. So, Lucy, you may wonder where Cooper is. You'll see him later. Now if you'll excuse me, I must go. It's cat stuff." Patches explained. And she left the room.
I went to the kitchen. There was good stuff that looked like that was in stake. I wish we had "steak" for dinner. But we had turkey. At least it was meat. My owners chopped some turkey up into tiny pieces and served it to me. They combined the turkey with regular dry food. But they wet a little bit. If it's "overwett-ed" I don't care, but the food should be preferably wetted. I had fun for the rest of the day.
Then, it was time for me to go to sleep. I went in my kennel, and even though I was tempted to escape, and even though I knew how, I was too tired to escape. So I went to sleep. I dreamt that in my home state,everyone was so depressed and bored and clumsy. But when the Illinois people came to Louisiana, they transformed into a new mob of persons. They were- Terrific! Then, I woke up.
I went outside on the leash I used for walking. I needed my fresh air. My brother went on the computer for a long time. He and Dad were always wanting to be on it, but there was only room for one. I tried to work on this blog, but it was a doggie-no-no. I'm too messy, and they had a new desk, and that was where the computer was set, and the people who owned the new desk wanted it to be clean. I'm trying to work on my etiquette, so you get the idea. I went outside that afternoon.
There were two halves to the backyard. One half had the garage. I hadn't gone in there before. Not yet, anyways. It was a pretty compact space. I'm a land lover, so the only thing I may not completely have liked was the pool in the middle. The people loved it, obviously, but it was a big no-no for me. I may be part water retriever, but I know that I'd rather be on a jog with Dad than a swim with Mom. So I never bothered to go in there. The second half of the back yard was large. It had an old storage shed. There was a lot of grass, and space, with only a few large trees. It was perfect for running. I went to explore the second half of the yard. I saw an old Golden dog. He was medium-largish in size. The dog approached me. I thought: This must be Rudy. If it's a Golden than it had to be him! We sniffed each other. "Eh, the youngsters." Rudy mumbled. And he retreated instantly. "I thought he'd like me for certain!" I said to myself. I slowly walked inside. The day slowly went by. I spent all day lying on the couch.
Then the next day. The day after that was my brother's birthday on August 19th. There was cake, and presents and stuff. I wish that I could have chocolate, because the cake was chocolate, and chocolate is very deadly to dogs. My brother got something that seemed pretty useless to a dog. I think they call them Leegoes or Legos or something. My brother also got some game called Trouble. It seemed boring at first, considering it wasn't a toy for dogs. But then, it was kind of intriguing to watch him play it. Then, it was night again. The vacation I was having didn't seem fun to you at first when you were reading the previous paragraphs. But then things got interesting.
A cat with some blackish spots and a very pale, dark greeny sort of color with white patches came out one afternoon. I figured that if he wasn't bumping into walls, he wasn't Patches. So I pretty much knew it was Cooper. "Hello, uh- feline. I think you're Cooper. Patches told me about you." I said. "Yes, I am Cooper. I am very timid. This explains why you may not have seen me earlier when you got here on Day 1. Patches is sort of my only 'cat-friend.' She's the only cat around here to keep me company. We've been devoted toward each other for years. I've heard about you for quite a while before you got here, Lucy. I ave always wondered what you looked like. Believe me, I am kind of confident to see you." Cooper chattered. "Well, I've seen assorted pictures of you and Patches. Now that I've seen you, I can always use those pictures as memories." I told Cooper. "Well, Lucy, you are an odd one but I want to say, you interest me." Cooper said. And he left to hide, as he said he had a lack of an outgoing temperament.
So I left to my ways. I noticed the bugs in Louisiana were larger than the ones in Illinois. The nature in Louisiana was very different from the nature in Illinois. There were larger trees. There were also pine-tree like plants over there. But in Illinois, I could find maples and stuff, but not much. And the animals were completely opposite. I noticed dead armadillos on the highway on our way to Louisiana. I've never seen an armadillo, so it was pretty intriguing. I marveled at the backyard by looking out the large glass sliding window. Rudy has stayed outside for a while. 4 days, 3 nights! It must've been hard for him. So that night, his owners let him inside. I felt jealous from all of my attention going to Rudy, but I felt bad for him. I tried to bond with him again. I walked up to Rudy. "So Rudy, how's life up here? Is it fun? Do you ever have any interesting moments here?" I asked. "Life down here is fine, it's sort of fun and sometimes to answer the last question. Now please leave." Rudy said. I went away to the other room. I felt that maybe Rudy and I weren't meant to be together.
I let the next night pass by. Friday was the last day of my vacation. The morning went all right. Rudy was lying down on the carpet. He was in a placid mood. Bacon was served for the humans. I had dog food with ground up turkey again. It was pretty thrilling. In the afternoon, my owners got some very old boxes from the shed. There was a lot of nick-knacks. Mainly models or dishes, but they from when Mom was my age. Then, the day passed by again. Then, it got very dark out. Everyone started changing into their swimming suits. I realized they were going swimming. And I was going to have to go with. I didn't want to swim.
I realized that loving the family I love right now was a bad choice to make. I burnt the bridges behind me when I made that choice, and unless I loved swimming, that choice was a huge regret. There was some light that lit up the pool that changes different colors. But I was colorblind, so it wasn't anything I could really enjoy. It seemed a little cool though. My owners started to kick me in the pool. Closer and closer I went. The dusk darkness wasn't making me enjoyed.
3: Oh no, I was about to enter the pool.
2- Oh crap, I'm on the edge!
1-Helllllllp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was down into the pool. I was swimming though. I was swimming! But I decided- You know- GET ME OUT OF HERE! "Help, I don't want to swim!" I yelled. My owners let me out. They went back to their fun, and went back to mine. I dried myself with a towel. My fun was lying on the couch while my owners' fun was swimming in a pool all night. I wrapped it up, and closed my eyes. It was going to be a long night. I slept through the entire night, however, and woke up on a Saturday morning. I was leaving that day.
My owner's re-loaded the van for the trip. I stayed in the van. Before I did that, I said quick good-bye to Ruby. "Rudy, we didn't know each other well, but I'll miss you so much!" I said as I hugged him. Rudy didn't reply back, but I wasn't bothered by that. We finally left near 8:30 or something. I poked my head out of the window. "I am a Louisiana Dog! Good-bye, Louisiana!!!!!" I screamed with decent pride. And we left. There was no rain. It was VERY cloudy. The skies were loaded with clouds. Left, right, up, down, even south west. But I was finally going home!
The hotel we went to was pretty cool. My owners left me in the van while they had dinner. I sat there. I looked at a picture of Rudy. "Oh Rudy, you were the best retriever I've ever met!" I said. I felt as if Rudy looked back at me in a happy way as if he was saying: "Lucy, you're a very sweet dog." I smiled. My owners unpacked for the hotel. I'm not going to talk about the hotel just to save time.
So anyways, when I got back home, I was stunned. "Madison, Mojo, I missed you!" I said when I saw them. "Lucy, we missed you, too!" Madison and Mojo said! We hugged each other. "Hey guys, let's go steal some human food- Louisiana style!" I said. "Alright!" Mojo cheered. And we all went. All I had to say then was it was great to get back home!
