One day, I was sitting on the couch. As usual, I was chewing on a bone, enjoying myself, as my teeth crushed through each layer of bone, thoroughly. It made me feel tough and my salivation strong! Then, I saw there were lots of clothes and suitcases. And that made lots of sense: I was going on yet another vacation. Our family must've been going out of town for Thanksgiving. It was that time of year, after all. I was excited to go on a vacation again. I always have many adventures. And lots of new things come to me.
My Mom grabbed the family hamster, Patrick's cage and put in the van so we could take him to the family we had take care of Patrick. The other pets managed their selves, however. Later that day, everyone in the family packed up. And the van was ready to roll. It pulled out the driveway. Then, Mom turned the steering wheel, and we were on the way. I cherished the car ride. For one part, I occasionally was able to poke my head out the open windows of the van. I loved the feeling of lots of wind and breeze blow through my fur. It makes me feel GREAT! And then, I got to sit on a pillow set between the two seats where my Mom and Dad sat for napping to pass the time while the trip to wherever we were going.
About 4 hours later, Mom stopped the van at the sacred place of BETHANY! It was this place again. It was a miracle! Of all the places to vacation on Thanksgiving, this place was the most predictable! But if only I had known! I jumped out the van door on my leash. I was so eager to get to the cottage, my running trampled nearby puddles that formed after a current rainfall, and made the water splash all over the place! When I got to the front, I "marked" my scent on the lawn to leave some of my poochie-memories here for when I'd leave by skidding my butt against the asphalt.
Then, I ran up the porch stairs, and through the door. I used my back paws as breaks to stop from gliding across the carpet when my wet paws from outside made me lose control! I out the screen porch, and ran in circles around the cottage. My excitement was so energy-requiring and confidence-consuming that I collapsed to the floor with exhaustion. I was so tired.
2 hours later: I woke up to the fragrance of an old, raggy, chewed-up, rough dalmatian hand puppet toy that was possessed by the dog I saw when I woke up. It was the only cousin of mine who looked like me when I'm older- Carter. We went around and ran in joy as usual when us two are first united. The moment didn't last long when I heard the words "Lucy, let's go on a walk!!!" Dad was taking me on another walk. I loved seeing Carter, but I guess I did need a walk after my long nap! Outside, the air remained humid, and all like autumn air should be. Like I typically am, I was in the mood for sprinting! Dad and I took off like there were jet packs at the bottom of our feet. "I could do this all day!" I said, feeling maybe a little too authentic. One thing I forgot to mention, I can only run very fast for only a few minutes. Then, I'm like a tractor struggling to clear giant cow manure and feces on a field! That's how slow I am when I'm weak. The bad news, my dad is always jogging at a faster pace than I can for about 75% of the time. When I got back from the walk, I felt fulfilled, but tired out. I was panting like crazy! I didn't even rub my head against the carpet like I do on every other walk. It was very tiring!
That evening: I was yawning. I couldn't feel my spine because I was so tired! Carter came walking along. "Pretty long day for me, what about you?" I asked Carter. "Hmm, the usual." Carter replied. "Oh." I said. My response may've been awkward, but hanging out with the family I'm stuck with now, I've learned that being more awkward with responses can pay off eventually. It's Lucy family stuff. Anyways, I couldn't wait to dream tonight. I left off at a good spot last night. So I went in my dog cage, and fell asleep.
Thanksgiving day: It was my first Thanksgiving at Bethany. I like to get up earlier than Carter for a few reasons. He's my favorite cousin and all, but Carter likes to eat MY food instead of his. I went in the kitchen, and saw my Mom and my Mom's Mom, (grandma), with Carter. He looked like he was fed, but he looked hungry! Mom prepared my food. She put it on the floor. I took 3 bites, and then a second muzzle appear on my left. "Carter!" I snapped. "It's hard to be a more mature dog. You must 'help your immune system' by eating a lot!" Carter replied. "Fine, you win!" I reluctantly replied. That afternoon, the family was going to go to some relatives' house for Thanksgiving. Thanks to newer technology, I got miniature spy cameras from my Dad's old things back at home. I wanted to use it to see what this family gathering was like. I've always wondered. I attached the camera to my Mom's ankle while she was napping a couple hours ago this afternoon. Then, I let them go! And the family left.
Later that evening: It had been a long time since everyone got back, but I understood, as the humans always chat at these various types of events. I went an concealed my presence. I then went in the bathroom when Mom was taking a shower. I grabbed the miniature spy camera, which I acquired earlier that afternoon, and put it in my cage. I wonder if maybe I'd see a new animal in the footage, maybe one I've never seen! That night, in the dog cage of mine, I had the footage on the small camera and transferred it to Mom's video camera that I could see what I was missing out on. I fast forwarded the parts where Mom would sit there on the couch and do nothing but mingle.
I played the footage normally when I saw something so awesome and cute I was about to keep my eyes glued to the camera. I saw a cute, calico, female, copper, black, and white, beautiful, adventurous, little kitten! She made a little "Meoww!" It was so cute and high, it was like a miniature flute sound was making part of the noise. But it wasn't. I wondered what the kitten's name was. I heard someone say the name "Cally." Cally must've been this beauty's name. I thought it was so cute I hugged the video camera! Cally was playing around. I saw a cat toy with a string and a stuffed fish tied to the other end. Cally would paw at it and hold it tight with her paws. She'd go crazy with it like the world's oldest person and a bingo event! Cally was having a blast! Next, she went to one of those cat-playground and things that cats climb on and stuff. Cally jumped on top level of her cat-playground. She napped on the platform once she got on it. She was tired from all that playtime. She was cute when she napped. She looked like a baby in a cradle. It was so eye-gluingly worth to watch! When everyone was done having their Thanksgiving meal, Cally woke up. Or maybe it was someone who woke her up. I couldn't tell, but she got up. Cally was in a shy mood at this point, and went inside a large paper bag, which was tipped over, so Cally didn't have to jump to get in it. It looked cozy. Smaller dogs and cats have all the luck! Later, the whole family put in some DVD called "Cat Sitter," (TM) which I saw was some DVD with different recordings of squirrels, rats, mice, birds, a macaw with a canary, chipmunks, fish, butterflies, and all those other animals cats are addicted to. Cally got on a toadstool-like chair, which was placed in front of the TV just for her, and she watched it. Cally was so addicted. It was the cutest thing I've ever seen. Cally was like a human watching NFL! Cally was amazing! She was like nothing I've seen in my life- in a good way! She was cute and playful, more unique than any other kitten I've seen! I even recognized "Cally" as a new code: Cute, Astonishing, Loving, Loved, You, Madison and Mojo have competition! I spent the rest of the night watching the Cally footage.
When I heard footstep noises coming from upstairs, I hid the miniature camera, and put Mom's video camera where it was earlier yesterday, the coffee table. Next, I pretended to be sleeping. And I saw it was Mom who came down. I stopped fake-snoozing when Mom came down. I wagged my tail, which is turning into a useless one-inch piece of bone anatomy-wise. "Lucy, we saw the cutest kitten last night! Her name was Cally, who was named after her being calico! I'm just so sad that you had to miss out on it, Lucy Pooch!" Mom said. Oh, don't be sad, I haven't missed out on one thing! I said in my mind. I went to the kitchen, and had my last breakfast for this visit at Bethany, for this was my last day at Bethany!
When I heard footstep noises coming from upstairs, I hid the miniature camera, and put Mom's video camera where it was earlier yesterday, the coffee table. Next, I pretended to be sleeping. And I saw it was Mom who came down. I stopped fake-snoozing when Mom came down. I wagged my tail, which is turning into a useless one-inch piece of bone anatomy-wise. "Lucy, we saw the cutest kitten last night! Her name was Cally, who was named after her being calico! I'm just so sad that you had to miss out on it, Lucy Pooch!" Mom said. Oh, don't be sad, I haven't missed out on one thing! I said in my mind. I went to the kitchen, and had my last breakfast for this visit at Bethany, for this was my last day at Bethany!
1 Hour into the car ride to Indiana: Now that my Bethany vacation is over, I was on my to Indiana, where there's some more family to visit! But on the car ride home, I couldn't think of that though, when Mom went to check on her video camera. "Hey, I don't remember this being on 'transfer miniature camera to video camera' mode! Who did this? Whoever did this is in trouble..." Mom yelled. Yep, I love it when you least suspect dogs! I had the best Bethany visit ever! I got to see Carter again, I got some use out of my miniature spy camera, and even the best cat at Bethany, Cally! I hope next time's vacation at Bethany will be as fun as this one was- just as long as get free food. Just as long as I get free food!
THE END!
