Alright humans I am not playing today. Go away please; this is for us Puppers only.
Okay guys I need serious help. I think I am going to have to force my mom to let me spend more time at home away from her or I am moving in with my Grandparents. I have had enough. My Mom dunking me in the Ocean was my breaking point!
It might be time for a backstory here. I am a very lucky Pup. When my parents travel then bring me with them as much as they can. With that Rona bug going around my parents talked and decided that we were going to get away from Michigan for a few weeks. The plan was to stay at a house somewhere warm. Mom calls it Hilton Head. We were going to make the drive in one day to keep stops to a minimal and keep my humans (and I). safe. Mon promised me the entire backseat of the car and that when we got there I could play in the sand. I agreed to go with them and supervise the trip.
Mom wasn’t kidding. It was a long trip, she made Dad and I get up and be in the car by 6am! Thankfully she let me nap while she and dad drove. We got there and it was dark. We literally spent the entire day in the car…
The next day when we all got up (okay fine I slept in the longest; Dad was a close second tho) mom had us put our shoes and leash on to go for a walk. Omg Mom wasn’t kidding. There was sand everywhere! I could run in it, dig, sniff it! It was all mine! I’m a very big fan of this! We walked along the beach for a long time until I got tired (Mom and Dad were too) then headed home. Man if everyday could be that good I would be a happy puppy.
Unfortunately Dad and Mom both worked on Monday so we couldn’t spend all day walking the beach but hey that’s okay right? We packed our lunch and hit the trail headed for the beach. We had lunch, drank water and basked in the sun. I admit I was feeling a little hot as my tongue was hanging from my mouth but I was okay. Well, Mom didn’t buy it and after I wouldn’t drink any more water she asked Dad what he thought about if I was too hot? Dad (the traitor) agreed with her and Mom said okay lets dip him in the water. I should have known not to trust her! (I do not like water, it is not my friend, getting my fur wet does not constitute a good time for me.)
Mom walked me down the sand towards the Ocean I was getting nervous but went along until I realized we were going in. At that point I refused to move an inch, unfortunately Mom (also known as Mean Mommy) picked me up and carried me into the water. She held me over the water and slowly put me in. We stayed in the water for a minute with her holding me in until she finally let me go at which point I took off! I swam as fast as I could. I was swimming towards dad but decided I didn’t trust him either and kept going right past him to the shore. (Full honestly Mom was only knee deep in the water so while I was miserable in that thing I wasn’t in any danger.)
Once I was back on land I didn’t look back. They could follow me if they wanted too (okay well I knew they were behind me since my leash was still on.) I laid down in the sand and wasn’t getting all nice and sandy. Once I was covered in sand I began moving towards their towels which I then covered in wet dog fur and sand. My mission had been accomplished. Nnow we were all wet and covered with sand.
Guys, I don’t know if I can forgive Mom b truth is that was really wrong, especially since after we FaceTimed my Grandpa and he said he would come get me if I wanted. I think I might need to take his offer seriously. We could swap and let my Uncle Bailey stay with my Mom by this Ocean thing and I’ll take watch over Grandma and Grandpa. Just sayin…
The Real Elle Woodz 