Thursday August 28, 2014
I can't believe my paternal human let me run free. I saw a critter and went for it. Then I watched as both humans looked for
me. I hid for a little bit, but the
maternal human was dragging a string and I had to reveal myself to chase it!
Woke up to a rainy day.
We weren't in any hurry to do anything so we took our time getting
ready. Today we were going to tour part
of the island. We started along the
coast, but the visibility was not so good, so we decided to head towards Charlottetown. Our neighbors told us about a cheese place so
we thought we would go that route on our way.
We are going along hwy 2 and as we get near Charlottetown, we start seeing
the usual city stuff, like Wal-Mart, Target, etc. And it is getting busy. We get to the harbor and the visitor center
gives us the scoop on the cheese place.
It is moving and it is in one of two places and they gave us both
addresses. Is anything easy?
While there, we walked along the harbor and checked out the
tall ships that were allowing visitors.
It is a pretty harbor and there is a dock with about 20 pleasure boats,
the first we have really seen anywhere around.
Then back on the cheese hunt... Spouse couldn't let it go... the sun is coming out and I would really like
to tour around the island, but we have to hunt down the cheese place. Back through the busy Charlottetown... back
past the Wal-mart, Target and the Atlantic Superstore. It isn't in spot one. Samaaaaantha can't even find spot 1, but I
don't trust her anyway. We actually call
and get the address, and tell Samaaaaantha where we are going. That witch tried to take us in the most
roundabout way! Good thing I had my
paper map or we might still be on the road!
We find the cheese place, spend all of about 15 minutes, buy
our stuff, then leave. There are lots of
dairy farms around, yet you cannot smell the cows, or the sheep for that matter. Interesting... The dairy farms are small, there are not a
lot of cows, but they still don't smell.
And it makes for some really picturesque scenery.
By now, it is almost 3pm.
We are meeting our neighbors for dinner at around 5:30, so our day is
essentially shot hunting down some stupid (but tasty) cheese! I
guess we can relax...
Until Spouse decides to let Rudy off the leash to go after a
squirrel. Then we got to play "Where's
Rudy?" I knew he wouldn't be far,
but if he went into the nearby woods, the hunter could easily become the
hunted. So Spouse headed one way, and I
stayed around, dragging his leash, knowing that if he saw the leash, he would
chase it. And that is what finally
happened. He didn't even complain when I
picked him up and put his leash back on.
What a guy! Spouse has been
grounded for life...
Now, I have to tell you all... I know you have all done it... I told you about the bug bites I got the
other day. I had been good about not
scratching... until today. Then I
scratched... It felt soooo good. I
scratched more, and more and more! If I
could, I would scratch down to the bone.
I could have put some medication
on it, but it felt too good scratching it.
And then it stopped itching. No
meds needed. Ok, it kind of looks like I
have a tattoo, but that will fade in a few hours!
As for dinner, Jake and Lynn joined us at Carr's seafood on
the bay in Stanley Bridge. Gosh... more
shellfish. We suffer so...
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