Well sort of. Tim and I were able to take a last minute camping trip, out in the Airstream, happen. This will be Jett's first official camping trip other than the first three days we got her when she was just 8 weeks old.
This trip has landed us just south of St. Petersburg, FL at FT. DeSoto. We've been here numerous times before but this will be our first time back in the 'doggy' camping section in a few years. Jett was a bit confused last night once she got fed here and then we never went back home. This camp life is hard work and exhausting.
She did better than me sleeping in the Airstream. Somehow she managed to slip into and sleep part of the night in a storage bin area under the bed. I guess I was just more concerned about her being comfortable.
Today started out to be a lazy relaxing morning. Camp coffee. A light breakfast. Unload kayak and paddleboard. Lunch. Then I went into the water behind the Airstream to check it out for Jett's first paddleboard session. I decided it wasn't a good area for her first time. Gunky, stinky ankle deep mud 30 feet out just to get to the stagnant hot salt water.
Now that it was getting late in the afternoon we decided to instead take Jett to the doggy beach and then the dog park. While out we would scout an easier location to paddleboard with Jett.
I'll make the next series of events as brief as possible:
Jett swims in ocean for the first time.
Jett chases waves.
Jett lost her dog tags in ocean.
Jett played in the BIG DOGs park.
Jett had too much fun!
Jett had too much salt water!
On way back to camp Jett had a barf-o-rama inside the truck.
On return to camp, outside of any vehicle, the 'other' happened.
Yes ... that.
Towels and Tim's clothes are now in washer.
GOOD TIMES!!!
She looks exhausted....and sweet! Wish I were there to cuddle her. She's a beauty and I bet she is smart too. Our grand furry, Zora, loved being a dock dog AND a therapy dog too. She is 15 now and retired from that. Now she has a new little El to take care of.
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