I noticed her packing what looked liked lunches...(On a Sat.? was Dad off to that place called work on a Sat.??) Then OMD she was packing my kibble and bunny in the lunch bag too.!!! Ohhh myyy are things so tight I'm having to get a job?? This was getting stressful. I decided to go and lie on my puppy perch and look out the window, and hope and pray that I don't have to get a job. I don't have any marketable skills, I thought to myself.
After a while, several door slams and much pawrent chatter Mom comes and puts one of my nice clean everyday harnesses on me and says, Ok Molly, this is your special day. We hope you enjoy it.
Well let me tell you, my tail began wagging' round and 'round exactly like a helicopter. (Not that I know what one of those things are.) I was excited as now I knew I wasn't getting left behind.
I love looking out the window of the truck from the safety of my Mom's arms. I rode shotgun like this until we hit Greensboro. I had grumbled at enough cars and seen enough scenery by then that I was ready for a nap in my booster seat.
I know my Mom and Dad munched treats Mom had baked the day before. I could smell the Peanut butter Chocolate Chip cookies and Cheese Straws from the back seat. I snuggled down deeper into my comfy cushion and blankets in my booster seat wondering where our trip would take us.
I dozed off and began dreaming of wonderful adventures just me and my pawrents. Something was different...I could tell that even with my sleep fogged brain. We had slowed down. I jump up as I hear Dad's window rolling down. OOOHhh nooo!!! Stranger Danger!!!! I began barking like a banshee I knew the man in the park ranger uniform understood "dog" as he immediately backed away from the car. "That's right buddy, I told him, get away from my Dad, Mom and car!!" I will eat your butt up!"
After a brief conversation with the ranger Dad tells Mom all the parking lots are full and there'll be a 20 min wait.
I understood none of this, but what I was understanding from all my smells and sniffs was there were LOTS of different people and we were someplace a longg ways from home. It was different but familiar. There were trees and wild animals, but LOTS of people.
We make it to the top of the mountain to the 2nd parking lot. Mom gets me leashed up and checks to make sure my tags are on my harness . I have never seen so many people in all my life. I stay close to my Mom's legs as everyone seemed to want to come to me and pet me. I didn't know what to think of this in the beginning. After a few min.s it's not so bad. Mom made everyone let me come to them first and sniff their hand , as well as getting down on my short level. I met lots of new friends, and I met a lot of little humans almost as short as me.
After all of that excitement, and between crowds of people, (Dad would hold me when he and Mom were afraid I'd get stepped on) I got to get down and sniff and smell to my heart's content. I had a blast. I tracked the other dogs that I smelled there . I got to smell tree mail. it was a doggy nose smorgasbord. We got to hike one short trail going straight up the mountain to an overlook that would have taken your breath away.
Mom didn't get to take a lot of pictures as there were way too many people to get nice pictures, plus it took her and Dad watching me to keep me safe and not being stepped on.
After that we came back down the mountain, stopped and had a tailgate picnic. I didn't really want my kibble and bunny as I was still fascinated by the cars and smells but boy was I thirsty.
It was then that Mom told me that 4 years earlier she and Dad had made the same trip to pick me up at a kennel just around the corner. I looked at my Mom and Dad and realized how much they love me, and how lucky I really am.
I was wore out from the hike and people and excitement so I took a nap in my booster seat on the way home. After a long drive I again noticed the truck slowing down. BOL We were at Petco and Mom and Dad got me more squeaky balls!!!!What a Gottcha Day dear furiends what a Gottcha Day.
Love, Molly and my Mom
Here's a couple of pictures from Pilot Mtn. where I'm from