Our Adventures: Cross-country Trip: Day One

Saturday, October 27, 2007

Cross-country Trip: Day One

We set sail from Monterey on the morning of October third. Not only was the car-top carrier full, but the 4x8 U-Haul trailer was as well. Two bodies per row in the Suburban: Mom and Dad, Jenna and Liam, Erica and Grady, and then Kadie and B.J. in the back. Our plan was to head to Elko, Nevada the first night and then on to Yellowstone National Park on day two.

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60 toes said...: so fun to read your blog, it looks like quite the adventure.; December 21, 2007 at 6:01 PM

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BJ Stories

One Saturday when we lived in Milton, FL, we took the dogs for a swim in the river. On the way back we approached a stop light and slowed to a stop. We had the second row seats in our Blazer folded down and Kadie and BJ were standing with their heads out the windows on each side. As we came to a stop, the cooler fell over. The noise startled BJ and he jumped. As I was stopping the car, I saw a brown object come past my window. I put the car in park and climbed out to find BJ, dazed and confused, standing on the double yellow line and staring back at me. Not knowing what else to do, I just opened the back door for him, and he climbed right back in. Kadie gave him a condescending glance over her shoulder and then turned to look back out her window.
Within the first couple weeks after getting BJ, we were sitting on the couch watching TV. We heard some splashing in the toilet and immediately yelled for Kadie to stop drinking from the toilet. After a little more splashing and yelling at Kadie, we realized that Kadie was laying at our feet. We ran into the bathroom to find two brown puppy legs kicking out of the center of the toilet seat. BJ had gone in for a drink but was so short that he couldn't reach the water. He went past the point of no return finally and was in the toilet bowl head first with his legs flailing above him. He was desparately trying to keep his face above the water line by spreading his paws out and pushing off the bottom of the toilet bowl.
When we first got BJ, we would take him and Kadie for walks down the gas right-of-way. While the unsuspecting BJ would be sniffing the grass and leaves, Kadie would get ahead of him and hide in the grass like a lioness. BJ would finally realize that Kadie wasn't in site and he'd stop walking. Kadie would lunge from her hiding spot and run full speed right over top of the little chocolate puppy---just to show him how much she cared.
When you would take off your clothes to take a shower or bath, BJ would come in and move your clothes. He would take each piece of clothing, one at a time, and move it into the other room. He didn't chew it, just move it to the other room. We always joked that BJ thought this was his job. We'd catch him doing it and say, "BJ's going to work." and make no attempt to stop him. We always wished we had taught him to move the clothes to the hamper.