Goodbye Blighty!Jun 7, 2010
|
|
| The Dog Blog Chapter 1 Blimey what a day. Started off by saying goodbye to that nice Jill and Sean who had put us up for a couple of days while we were back in York, but then it was straight to the vet. Bit of a disappointment to see that it wasn't the pretty blonde young lady vet who I normally get, but some grumpy old geezer. On the bright side there was no sharp spikey things stuck in me anywhere, and the thermometer didn't go anywhere it shouldn't. Totally confused the old boy as he wasn't sure what to give me for my tapeworm treatment for getting into Sweden. Had to look it up on the internet - what are we paying these people for? Not for a warm stethoscope obviously. After that, and after a quick run around the park, we got back in the magic silver travelling box and some time later (bored bored bored) we arrived at my friends Kath and Ralph's house in Essex. Beautiful part of the world that. Ralph made a lovely afternoon tea which I gathered was to remind all of them of their day out in Port Appin in Scotland. Unfortunately I was sick a little bit on the stairs but Nick managed to clean it up ok. Do you think Kath will forgive me? We left far too soon, and judging by the seething tension in the van, I think we may have not left enough time to get to where we needed to be. Something about missing a boat? We eventually screeched to a halt beside a little booth where a nice lady scanned my microchip and called me handsome. Who am I to argue? A very serious looking man asked us some questions about whether we had packed our own cases. He kept his mirrored sunglasses on the whole time. This worried me, as the mirrors were on the inside. Then, about three minutes later we were on board one of those boat things, but this was the biggest one I'd ever seen. I got to run about the deck when I was allowed out of the van, but they didn't throw the ball for me, which was a shame. I'm sure I would have caught it. 19 hours later (with only three walks - come on!) we stopped bobbing and swaying, which I was glad about because I really hadn't been myself since grumpy vet gave me that pill. There was another dog on board, in the (bigger) van next to us, and we compared notes on our journeys. He had more room to spread out in, but was frankly terrified as he'd never been on the wobbly stuff before. Me, I generally have no idea what I'm in for next with these two, so I take it all in my stride. I did have a chuckle when Nick and Angela were talking to the owners of the other dog, and his owner said they were away travelling Europe for two years. Ha! The looks on their faces. So, we had arrived in this place called Denmark. Didn't look too different to me, although it did have some interesting new smells. We drove for about ten minutes then stopped and had a long walk in a lovely park. These new people (Great Danes?) love running and cycling from what I can make out. Although Nick and Angela seemed a bit grumpy to me, the sun was shining, it was lovely and warm, we were on dry land, and Nick and stolen two hard boiled eggs from the breakfast buffet for my breakfast. I think I'm going to enjoy this. |
Advertisement 
|
