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July 3rd, addendum
Snack Guy keeps quoting Bugs Bunny lately. I don't know who that is, but he keeps saying: I knew I should have taken that left turn at Albuquerque.
Remember how I said this day sucked? Well, it got worse as we got into New Mexico. The landscape changed dramatically. I've never been to Bolivia, but my Humans kept saying: It looks like Altiplano…it looked kind of barren to me. But I'd have been happy to get out of the car and sniff around a bit. A huge thunderstorm came in from the north and it followed us. It was quite a thing to see, and I'm not one bit ashamed to say it was a little scary. After so long in the car I couldn't even count the time anymore, Snack Guy said, just 20 more short miles until we can stop. I'm not really sure how far that means, but the way he said it made it seem like it was close. So, I closed my eyes again. Next thing I knew, there was a loud bang, and the Jeep was thrown in a direction I'm not used to. Food Lady was screaming. For real, like a real scary scream, not her normal one. I braced myself best I could and just dug in. Snack Guy said a bad word that started with S, but it dragged out for a long time. Then we were bouncing all around, then we hit a street sign which meant we were not on the road anymore, and then there was another loud crash and we stopped. Then everything was real quiet except the rain and the windshield wipers. Something bad had happened, and it was gonna be a long night. Snack Guy asked if everyone was OK; Food Lady grabbed us all up in a hug and for a moment that's all that happened. We were all OK. The rest was really just a blur, but I ate dinner on the side of the freeway in the rain. A bunch of men with cars that had lights on top came and they all got way too close and started asking a bunch of questions. I had to bark at a few of them, but after a while it was just too much, and I was too tired. Next thing I knew, my Humans were moving all the stuff out of the Jeep and into one the "cop" cars. That's what Snack Guy called it, I think. This car was not comfortable at all, but we were all together in the hard back seat until Cop guy took us to a new place, helped us open the door and get in. He was OK after all, so I didn't bite him when I had two good chances to. After all that, and the dark, and the rain, and loud noise of the air conditioner in the new place, I kind of just froze for a while. But soon enough, Snack Guy and Food Lady produced my crate. I hadn't seen it since we left on this crazy car ride, but I was so relived. I crawled in and fell into an uneasy sleep. I believe my Humans did the same.
So, now it's the 5th of July. Haven't seen the Jeep since the other night. We're in a little adobe cottage, which has some strange noises, and is loud, and there's no grass in New Mexico to pee or poop on, and that's a problem for me. Last night, there was all kinds of noise and explosions (one more misterious thing humans do to celebrate). It's just 4th of July; it's how we celebrate our independence said Snack Guy. But I don't get it. What does independence mean to a poor dog who has to wear a leash every time we go out of the house and isn't allowed into a lot of places? We've spent most of the days in the house and have taken early morning walks and late evening walks. We tried to take a walk in the park today, but the sand was so hot it was burning my paws, so Snack Guy had to carry me. I'm not a big fan of the boots they try to make me wear, but I may be beginning to see the sense in them. I won't protest so much next time. Maybe…well I probably will, but that's just how I roll. My Humans seem a bit stressed at the moment. Seems like they are confused about what to do. I'll have to sleep with them again I guess to keep them good company and help them get this all sorted out. For now, we're all a bit exhausted still, so I'll sign off early, but more to come about New Mexico, that for all it's noise and heat is pretty cool. I'll tell you about the cool stuff next time.
I'll keep you posted,
Risa
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