Billy’s Big Adventure


Yesterday I had the best day ever.   When we woke up, Laura told me we were going to have fun and boy did she deliver.

Laura and Grandma get dressed, pack a cooler and grab a few snacks for me.  Then Laura puts on my harness.  Even though this usually means I’ll be out of the house for a long time or get to go on a long walk, I hate wearing this thing.  I resist as much as possible by first rolling over on my back and then pulling my big paws out of the holes, but eventually Laura gets it on me.   Humph.  We close the front door behind us and hear Sammy the Schnauzer whining and then moaning.  Ha!  I’m happy to get away from that guy for a while.  He’s such a bully.  He also doesn’t know how to stay calm in the car, which means he doesn’t get to go as many places as me.  We get on the road and Grandma holds onto me; she tries to keep me out of Laura’s lap as Laura drives.  Little does she know Laura and I have safely driven many miles with me in her lap.  Laura is an excellent driver.

After a while we arrive at our destination — a house in Anton where Grandma’s friends live.  I get out of the car immediately and check out the property.   I’m happy to see lots of trees and to be off of my leash.  I run through the vegetable garden and then towards the high brush in front of the creek.  Laura calls me back, I guess because she thinks I’m going to get lost.  After a bit, we head into the house and I hang out near the table where the others sit to eat.  I’m curious about the food so I pretend to be hungry.  Under the table, Laura slips me a little piece of corn bollo, but I don’t eat it.  I don’t really like most foods, which people think is weird.  But whatever — being discriminating is how I keep my lean physique.

After eating, we all get into another car and drive to a farm.  This is where the real fun begins.  I get out of the car, sniff around some and then dart towards these little birds.  I crawl through a hole in their cage and scare the heck out of them.  A bunch of them tweet and run in every direction.  I’m totally excited but Laura gets upset.  Next thing I know she’s running towards me yelling, “No, Billy, no!”  I finally calm down, let her pick me up and put me on the leash.

Then we take a tour of the farm.  We see another dog but I don’t approach him since I hear someone say he’s not friendly.  This is the first big yellow dog I’ve met that’s not friendly.  Probably because he’s chained up.  We keep walking and eventually I see a horse.  I’ve seen these huge monsters before; last time I kind of went a little crazy barking at one.  This one is pretty chill, and since I’m off the leash again and he’s the one behind a fence, I keep my cool and don’t bark at him.

We keep walking and eventually we reach a river with a nice sandy beach.  I love sand so I’m pretty happy about this.  We walk across the beach and then hike over big rocks, which Laura’s friend tells her came from a volcano.  Laura picks me up and passes me to her friend since she can’t hold me and her dress while she crosses through the cold water.  We reach the other side and keep hiking.  Eventually we reach a one waterfall and then another.  This is most excellent.  I’ve never seen a waterfall before and right here there are 2 of them!  Laura takes a few pictures with me.

All in all, a most excellent day.  By the end, I’m pooped and crash in Laura’s bed with my harness on.  I can’t wait for more adventures.


2 responses »

  1. Hey Billy! Thanks for your great report from Panama-land! Sounds like a terrific place for us Cali dogs! I hope to be heading down there soon too. Maybe we can get together someday and track down and make friends with some of those crazy monkeys. We will show them, and those weird jungle lizards, that us dogs from Cali love adventure! Billy, keep us posted as you explore your new home! Your friend, Django-in-Cali.

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s