2020 Dear Diary
Dear Diary,
December 2020
Life is pretty sweet here…most of the time-
Some days it is TOO hot, but then I go for a swim- which I still am not sure I really like, but it does cool me off.
Some walks are treacherous, but then I will just stay on real land.
Some foods are hard to eat, but worth it. Don’t these picss remind you of a movie? I am a cocker spaniel, eating spaghetti…think now, think…
Happily confused, on the beach,
Your Rhylee
Dear Diary,
November 2020
Finally! We are headed south! But, my people kind of blew it- SNOW! say what? Keep moving please:-)
So, what is with all the animal statues? This one in Kennebunk- kinda looks like me though, right? And this big fish in Alabama- Bass capital of the world or some such thing.
And now it is hot…is there no happy medium? geesh.
On to the coast!
On the road and still confused,
Rhylee
Dear Diary,
October, 2020
Life in the slow lane- pretty sweet, I must say. We hang out at the campground and sometimes take the camper up to our land for a few days. Sit in the sun, nap, walk the Belfast Harbor Walk. What’s not to like?
Well, the COLD is something not to like! I have to wear my jacket to bed most nights now…what’s with that?
And…I buddied up to the lady next door- she loves me…just saying:-) and she has been giving me really good snacks:-) I got smart, well, I am smart, however, I figured out that when I get out of the truck and her car is at her camper, I trot right over and she appears with treats, pets and love. I am so smart, and lucky! But, then she left, gone, folded up the steps, just like that…what’s a dog to do?
Gotta go see my friends- Judy in Maine and Judy in Texas- I’m comin!!!
She got a new phone and had to try the camera out on me- I posed so nicely, don’t ya think?
confused and cold,
Rhylee
Dear Diary
Summer 2020
Wow, what a change life has given me- never-ending naps, lazing around the campsite, walks along the harbor…what more could I ask for??
I got a haircut- check out the before and after- punk rocker gets a new look! lol
And I have a new name, I guess…Sir Whackadoodle I’m not sure why- my people laugh and say they love me, but I dunno. Apparently, there are dogs that are called labradoodle and goldendoodle- something to do with their parents…. So, I guess, nah, I won’t even guess- the “sir” part sounds nice, right? but the “whackadoodle”? I think I did some silly things once or twice, but really? Whackadoodle?
So, add that name to the long list of names they have given me over the last three years- Smiley Rhylee, Baba O’Reilly (from the song), Dingaling, SmushyFace, one that I am not allowed to type here, and so many I have forgotten…
It was really hot for a while this summer. One day I was at my friends’, Judy and Ed’s, and of course Judy had made me “Judy cubes”! But I was still hot and so:
I’ve been berry picking- eating actually, so many times! Yum Yum.
There are black and red raspberries at the campground, and there are blueberries and black raspberries at our new land. I have been “berry berry” happy with all this opportunity 🙂 But, now they are all gone and I am “berry berry” sad 😦
not so berry berry confused,
Rhylee
Dear Diary,
May, June, 2020
We are on the move and it is not fun- long days in the truck – up and down, twisty and turny roads. A couple of days here, and then there…We stay at some pretty nice campgrounds- good places to walk and find streams.
I can’t seem to make friends anymore…perhaps it’s my breath? My people keep talking about a virus thingy, but I feel fine…
I saw the Mississippi River- it is HUGE and really dirty. I sure wasn’t gonna drink from that!
Oh, I almost forgot, at the river we had an “incident”. She and I were just walking around the park while He moved the camper to our site. All of a sudden a little yappy dog came barreling at me! and it grabbed right on to my shoulder, or belly, or someplace. I was some scared, I can tell you. I’m not a fighter, ya know? Peaceful living is my thing. Well, she tried to pull me away, then she kicked that little dog, but it did not let go. Then, this just makes me tear up, she reached down to pick me up and that little ratty dog BIT her on the hand. She yelped, I backed out of my collar and trotted away, the owner of the offending mutt got her dog. I was shaking like a leaf, not sure if I was hurt or not. She cuddled me – one-handed, as the other hand was pretty bloody. Turns out, in the end, we were both okay (well, her bites took a week to heal). What is wrong with people? And their dogs? Geesh!
And, then, we couldn’t even stay at that campground because it was going to flood!
And, then, ( I think that is one of my favorite phrases), more happened. I started feeling really lousy and my legs wouldn’t hold me up! Sometimes I couldn’t even stand or walk. I slept most of the day and didn’t want to even eat the special foods my people gave me. I thought this was gonna be the end of me. But then, one morning, I woke up and I felt great! Well, maybe not great, I am 108 years old, ya know, but good enough to wag my tail, trot down the stairs, go for a walk and eat again. Phew, I think I dodged a bullet again!
And then, in someplace called Pennsylvania, I got an ear infection, well, two of them actually, one in each ear. When I do something I like to do it right, ya know? So, my people had to find me a vet- which apparently was no easy task- perhaps if they had mentioned how I cute and clever I am…anyway, we did get that taken care of, although I do not like the stuff they keep putting in my ears- even if it does help.
And then, we started moving EVERY day! What? I need a few days between those stressful rides in the truck. Well, by the time we got to Northport, Maine, I was pretty well toast- I won’t go into the details, but now I am pretty well recovered.
confused, but home,
Rhylee of the Numerous Lives
Dear Diary,
May 2020
Well, I decided (well, my people did) that it is time to get back into some hiking- so we went to Dinosaur Tracks- great water, I gotta say.
And one day we hiked a trail up and along a ridge at the campground- it was great…for a while…it wasn’t very long, but it was uphill, and rocky, and hot. I did it! but I was some tuckered out for the rest of the day..and the next day…getting old is just tough, however I did get lots of attention from my people!
Look at me- I’m kind of in three states at once!
See, those rocks up there? above my head? That’s an old sheep herder’s cave.
Lake Meade- in Kansas…not much of a lake, I gotta say, it didn’t taste good. Can you tell how bored my people are?
Posing me in logs…so I just play along…what’s a dog to do?
And then it snowed! In May, say what? I guess it was fluff off the trees, I dunno…
nature-ly confused,
Rhylee
Dear Diary,
May 2020
I am not complaining, mind you, however, life is pretty slow these days…just saying…something to do with a virus, so we don’t do much, which is something I am quite expert at.
The worst part of hanging out at this lake is that there are grass burrs EVERYWHERE- mostly in my fur! I get burrs picked out of me day and night by my people- maybe just keeping my burrs would be easier? So, I got a bath, and then a trim, and then another bath. Now, the burrs go right between my paw pads…go figure.
My people have played a little pickleball. I go, just to keep an eye on them- as you can see, it’s not exactly exciting. And, I do NOT chase balls, nope, not me!
I do sleep a lot- the new camper has tons of places for me to choose from- this day, her sneakers looked comfy enough:
Now here is a weird one for you- we’re someplace called Texas and this is what lives in the neighborhood:
Zebras? pretty odd if you ask me… There was a camel, too!
We’re getting ready to move, I can feel it in the air- to say nothing about all my stuff getting packed away.
confused, but ready to roll, I hope,
Rhylee
Dear Diary,
April 2020
Why, oh why, can’t things just stay the same? Remember, I mentioned I heard a rumor about a new camper? Well, it is true. And here is the proof:
I was pretty sure I wasn’t gonna like it, but I have to say, I like it! Roomy, sunny, stairs I can climb on my own(makes my people so happy and proud!)
However, it is a bit big- and my people want me to sleep in the livingroom (we actually have rooms now!) while they sleep way up in the front, beyond the bathroom. I can’t see them, I can barely hear them… There are three curved steps up into the bedroom- they are kind of tricky, but I’ve figured them out, I think… So, I start the night up with them, and then go back down to my real bed, but then in the night I get anxious- even with my thunder shirt on and meds… I think I can handle it, I am really trying. My people are so tired- this virus thing, the new camper, finding campgrounds- I guess it is taking its toll on my people, so I am trying as best I can to be a good dog for them.
Look at this pic- I sleep in front of the fireplace- awesome huh?
It’s electric and heat only comes out the top, so mostly it just makes me look really cool!
A really sad part about this virus- no one pets me anymore- I was always so popular, but now…everything is no touch, I guess. Thankfully, my people lavish attention on me!
yours in roomy confusion,
Rhylee
Dear Diary,
April 2020
I really miss my friend Judy, every day I check out her campsite, but there is no one and nothing there…I hear that they are home safe and sound, and so that is okay. I have other friends across the road from Judy, and we talk to them most days, but no more petting or treats, something to do with a virus, so I just lay down, listen and smile and everyone gives me a big goodbye when we walk away. I really am pretty popular here at Pioneer RV Park, just saying… 😉
It got really warm here in Port Aransas- so warm that I actually went in the ocean, but there were waves and we all know that I do not like waves, but I did get cooled off. And with all this heat, I am getting nice treats of Judy Cubes after each walk!
We’re on the road again! YAY! I think it is a YAY…I still don’t like riding in the truck, but I have this new shirt to wear that makes it so much better! It’s called a Thunder Shirt- cool name, huh? And it fits nice and snug and makes me feel more secure. I think it is working; even my people seem to think so- which is soooo good, because I know I can be pretty annoying panting all the time!
We went to a campground where there were hills and no sandy beach. We hiked up a hill on a long narrow trail to the top of a hill- and I made did it with no problems- although my people did NOT bring me any snacks, can you believe that? Along the way down, I did stop to smell the roses…what? wait, those are not roses, but anyway, I did stop and pose.
I hear that we are getting a new camper…change….geesh…I’m not sure about this idea. Will I like it? Will I be able to find my people in it? Where will I sleep? Change…geesh…
yours in utter confusion, but happy, too
Rhylee
Dear Diary,
March 16, 2020
First, let me just say, I have NO idea what the heck my people are doing all day long that they can’t even post to the blog for me…just saying…
Life is pretty sweet here in Port Aransas- lots of naps, walks on the beach…I’m very popular here 😉 Down the street is a really nice lady- Judy- and her friends that feed me treats every time I walk by. In fact, I was being so well fed, that my people brought treats for her to give out, because I think I get the lion’s share…just saying 🙂 My people have nicknamed it Canine Cantina Corner!
My other Judy friend- she’s in Maine- she taught my people to make “Judy Cubes”- frozen yogurt and applesauce- which cool me down so quickly after a good walk.
I’ve been to the dog wash- kinda works like a car wash, only I don’t move through it, but the buttons for soap and rinse, etc are like a car wash—not sure if I should be insulted or pleased… And then my people trimmed me up real nice- or so they say…but at least I am a lot cooler, if not styling.
March 15-I just turned 15 years old! That’s like 105 for humans! Awesome, huh?
update- my friends Judy and Kenny are leaving, going home…I am soooo sad! However, I have another friend Mike that feeds me pieces of steak! Sweet, huh?
I think we’re gonna leave soon, too…not sure I’m gonna like that…just sayin’…
happy but confused,
Rhylee
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