I knew when my owner took my favorite chew bone, and my favorite ball, and put them in some big blue thing with wheels, that something different was going to happen.
My owner’s daughter was home with some big silver car and they were putting my crate in the back. Now my doggie curiosity was getting really high.
One cold, early morning they put a leash on me and picked up my food and water bowls and we got into that big silver car and took off. I don’t get to go in the car except to the vets. I looked at my paw nails. Nope, they weren’t that long yet, so where were we going?
We traveled a long time and I was getting a little anxious, so I started panting and trying to pace in the confines of a small back seat with a slick cover on it that they put there, so I wouldn’t get so many of my nice, fine, white, doggie hairs on the seat.
We stopped finally at a big building with lots of cars, trucks and people. I had never seen so many cars and people in my life. My people decided, due to my being anxious they would give me a doggie-downer.
We started traveling again and for a little while I sat on the seat and watched the big trucks go by the windows till I couldn’t hold my eyes open any more, so I lay down and took a nap.
We made many stops like the first one, and always so many people, cars and trucks.
At one stop, while my person took me for a potty walk, a little girl kept watching me. Her daddy said, “my daughter loves animals, can she pet your dog?” I said sure. My master has always wanted me to be around her great-grandkids but their parents think I’m too big and rambunctious, so they want me kept in my crate when they come to visit. I’m really a nice doggie and I love people and kids, just give me a chance, and my master did. I went politely up to the little girl and she petted me every so nice, so I gave her a big old sloppy kiss. She laughed and her daddy and my people were pleased that I was on my best behavior.
Back into the car after I had a drink of water, and back on that busy road with all the trucks to watch. I’m being the best of a traveler and my people are quite pleased. It was a long trip, 7 1/2 hours thru three states; boy am I a seasoned traveler or what? I remember a lady telling my master about starting your pets early at traveling. She had one of those little fluffy yapping things, I think they call a poodle, huh-and her name was Josephine.
We finally got to my master’s daughter’s house for our vacation. That's what they called it anyway, and there were two dogs waiting for us. I thought I was going to be the center of attention; well, that's a dog’s life. (More next week on the adventures of the Country Dog in the City).
I hope you had a good week, cold as it was. I’m starting to get busy with the inside jobs I put off all summer. Here is this week’s recipe for you: Better Than Fruitcake Cookies: 2 cups raisins; 1/4 cup bourbon or unsweetened apple juice; 2 tbsp. butter, softened; 1/4 cup packed brown sugar; 1 egg; 3/4 cup all-purpose flour; 1 tsp. ground cinnamon; 1/4 tsp. ground nutmeg; 3/4 tsp. baking soda; 1/4 tsp. ground cloves; 1 cup pecan halves; 3/4 cup red candied cherries, halved; 3/4 cup green candied cherries, halved.
In a small bowl, combine raisins and bourbon. Cover and let stand 30 minutes. In lg. bowl, cream butter and brown sugar until blended. Beat in egg. Combine the flour and spices and soda; gradually beat into creamed mix. Stir in cherries, and raisin mixture. Drop by tbsp. onto baking sheets coated with cooking spray. Bake for 12-15 minutes or until firm. Cool 2 minutes before removing from sheets onto wire racks to cool. Store in airtight container. Yield 3 doz.
See you next week, behind The Garden Gate.