Silver Mound 'camping' trip
Went to Silver Mound for Archeological Days yesterday. Nine came along for the ride. It was her first camping trip ever, and she was a very good girl. Didn't bark or anything! She was also rather happy with all the attention she's gotten since last night, considering we were camping with four other people and two more came down today just for the day. Plus, hey, she had all these admirers who would just wander by the cabin we had rented (aka, nice little log shed that was about 20x15 feet that had two rooms - one with a regular sized full? bed and one with four bunk beds) and say "Oh! What a pretty dog! Can I pet her?" In fact, the people in the cabin next to ours had a really pretty black dog that could've been her twin except for a few white paws and had a bit narrower face. There was even a moment when they were driving their dog up where me, my dad, *and* Jim - one of the people camping with us - did a double take as we thought "why is our dog in the back of your truck?" Anyhoo, they (or at least their kids, and they had three of them) were "Ooo"ing and "aaaah"ing over her pretty much the entire time we were there. Of course, as soon as they brought their dog up, I was oooing and aaahing over him, too, so it was all good. :)
So, yes, Nine got an over dose of lovies. ;) I think she enjoyed it, though. She was sniffing up a storm and would jump up ready to go every time I even picked up the leash cause there was all this cool stuff to see and sniff and slobber on! And, thankfully, after such an exciting evening, she slept through the night in the cabin with nary a peep. She did get up and change positions a few times, but hey, we toss and turn while we sleep, I suppose dogs do too. I didn't sleep, but then again, I rarely ever sleep when it's not my own bed I'm sleeping in (at least not the first night or two).
Aside from Nine's little adventure, mom and dad also had invited a few friends of theirs along that I was able to meet, so it was cool for me, too, as we were all talking around the campfire last night. Also, there was beef jerky, beef sticks, venison jerky, and venison sticks galloor. The majority of the friends dad had invited were deer hunters and made their own, and it was very nummy. That's pretty much all I ate from 7:30 last night when I got there to 4:00 this afternoon when I headed home. Bob and Mary Jo showed up, too, so it was nice seeing them again, if only for a bit.
Mom and Dad are staying another night, but Nine and I came home. Me because I have a shit-load of homework to do (tomorrow will be entirely devoted to it as I am way too tired for the whole upper brain function thing at the moment. Being awake for 36 hours straight can do that to you, doncha know. ;) ), and Nine because she was pretty pooped and I wasn't sure if she would behave as well a second night there. Despite all the cool new stuff and people she got to smell and slobber on, she was pretty anxious to come home. But, it's nice to know that we can take her places overnight without having to worry about her being *too* much of a pest. :D (though it also helped that Silver Mound is a *very* dog-friendly camping site. They even had a little "dog run", complete with old fire hydrants and a pen for them to run around in.)
So, yes, Nine got an over dose of lovies. ;) I think she enjoyed it, though. She was sniffing up a storm and would jump up ready to go every time I even picked up the leash cause there was all this cool stuff to see and sniff and slobber on! And, thankfully, after such an exciting evening, she slept through the night in the cabin with nary a peep. She did get up and change positions a few times, but hey, we toss and turn while we sleep, I suppose dogs do too. I didn't sleep, but then again, I rarely ever sleep when it's not my own bed I'm sleeping in (at least not the first night or two).
Aside from Nine's little adventure, mom and dad also had invited a few friends of theirs along that I was able to meet, so it was cool for me, too, as we were all talking around the campfire last night. Also, there was beef jerky, beef sticks, venison jerky, and venison sticks galloor. The majority of the friends dad had invited were deer hunters and made their own, and it was very nummy. That's pretty much all I ate from 7:30 last night when I got there to 4:00 this afternoon when I headed home. Bob and Mary Jo showed up, too, so it was nice seeing them again, if only for a bit.
Mom and Dad are staying another night, but Nine and I came home. Me because I have a shit-load of homework to do (tomorrow will be entirely devoted to it as I am way too tired for the whole upper brain function thing at the moment. Being awake for 36 hours straight can do that to you, doncha know. ;) ), and Nine because she was pretty pooped and I wasn't sure if she would behave as well a second night there. Despite all the cool new stuff and people she got to smell and slobber on, she was pretty anxious to come home. But, it's nice to know that we can take her places overnight without having to worry about her being *too* much of a pest. :D (though it also helped that Silver Mound is a *very* dog-friendly camping site. They even had a little "dog run", complete with old fire hydrants and a pen for them to run around in.)