Bosco Dog Blog

Hello all --- I'm back to tell you about my vacation in Galveston, TX. We went down there a couple weeks ago and I could tell that something was happening because there was packing going on. Of course, when I saw Joan pack my bag with my bowls and food and then when my bed came out, I knew I was going with them! Yeah!!!!! The first chance I could, I escaped from the yard and got in the back of the car and just sat there. That way, they can't leave without me.

I really loved the beach. The only other time I was there was in California in San Luis Obispo, in Berkeley, and in Mendocino, CA. But I didn't spend that much time on the beach in California except for the dog park in Berkeley area.

In Galveston, we stayed in a nice house but I had to let the neighbors and their dogs and their friends know that I was now in town and to not bother us - I'm controlling the new territory. They seemed to listen.

We went on long walks and runs on the beach. I realized, as I told earlier, that it is not a good thing to drink the water even if you are thirsty because it makes you throw up later on in the day or night! Note in the picture below that my nose is almost all fixed up. I had to take 20 more days of strong antibiotics that cost Joan $4 each but it looks like it might have fixed me up.

Well, it turns out one night Lee tried to burn our house down. (Not really, but almost.) I was really relaxing on the couch with Joan because she was tired and I was tired too!

The next thing I knew, Joan said "what was that?" because there was a big flash. It turns out the oil that Lee was heating up caught on fire on the stove. Then he tried to carry it outside (with an ill-fitting lid on it) and everytime the lid moved, flames spewed out. Plus, did I tell you about the smoke?? Well, I ran away as fast I could out the house, down the stairs, and away from them! Joan was very concerned and kind of screaming about 911 or something. Plus, it was windy outside so then the wind just made it flame more. Then Joan made Lee move it down to the cement. Lee told Joan she better find ME because who knows where I went! But I was just down in the grass, not too far away, but you know I could have just run away from all this excitement. When Joan got me back up on the porch, I decided to hide under the bench. Inside the house, it was all smoky. Joan said her lungs were burning. Then they opened all the windows, turned the fans on etc. etc. It was lucky it was so windy that night because it helped clear the house out. Of course, this incident only set me back more in terms of me being comfortable in the house and eating my dinner and breakfast - I didn't eat much all week. They finally ate their dinner (Joan took over and sauteed the fish instead.)

This is a nice picture to show that the week was actually very relaxing rather than the turmoil of kitchen fires and throwing up!