I knew it. I knew it! When I saw the equipment case come out, I knew it was pack-up-to-go-to another-event time!
And this time, we are going to the Lincoln County Fair in Troy, Missouri. My mom said that this is an event hosted by the Gateway DockDog Club. What’s so cool about this club is that we’ve only been to events in the Southeast. But this time, we are venturing out west…crossing the Mighty Mississippi River!
Maybe she’ll stop and let me jump in the Mississippi River. Ya think so?
My dad and Spud are staying here. My dad has to save his days at work for our event next month in Milledgeville. And he doesn’t want to stay home alone, so he’s keeping Spud with him.
It didn’t take long yesterday evening for my mom to pack the car.
There’s our stuff. From L-R: rolly cart, gray travel box (and carton of water), equipment case top, equipment case bottom, EZ Up tent with chair, banners, and water sitting on top of it. Everything is sitting on our two crates.
Oops, she hasn’t packed her own bag yet. There’s no room for my mom’s clothes. That’s okay. We don’t have any clothes so why should she!
Usually, we take my dad’s truck. But since this time it’s just my mom and Hoppy and me, we are taking her SUV.
Okay. My mom said, “Come on Sally and Hoppy, Time to go.”
Of course, being the Captain of Team 3 Dawg Flite, I jumped up in the driver’s seat. Ready for take-off!
Then I had to check everything out. Make sure we were all cleared for take-off.
I told Hoppy to get in. He jumped up into his place back there by the equipment.
Then I noticed something.
Poor Spud. There he was sitting waiting for me to tell him to get in the car.
I said to him, “Spud, you went on the last dock diving trip with Dad up to Ohio. It’s our turn now. You stay here.”
But it didn’t help. He kept saying, “Hey, what about me?”
Then my mom came out and saw me in the driver’s seat!
“Sally!” “Get your little chocolate #^*% our of my seat and back there where you belong!”
You know, it’s funny. When she’s happy with me and talking all nice and sweet, I’m her “little chocolate dawg,” or I’ve got those “little chocolate paws,” or it’s “move your little chocolate bootie,” or it’s my “little chocolate nose.”
But when I’ve done something wrong…when I’m into something I shouldn’t be into…it’s always my “chocolate #^*%.” Go figure.
So it was back there with Hoppy where I am supposed to ride. Dang!
At least I can still be the navigator and supervise her as she drives.
Keep your fingers and paws crossed for me in Missouri that I jump big. I only need two more Master jumps to get my Master Title, so I could get it this weekend.
Well, we’re off. Can’t wait to see the Mississippi River. I am ready to JUMP!
See you on the dock,
Sally, the Captain of Team 3 Dawg Flite
Proud member of Dixie Dock Dogs