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April 11th 2008 9:35 am
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Being in the cold water was scary. But my Dad came right in to save me, I knew he would! We both hated the cold water and were very happy the men came to our rescue. Dad and Mom decided that night that I will never get on the boat again without my life jacket even if we are docked!
Since then life has been the same old stuff ---- you know guarding the house, napping on the bed etc. etc. Still looking forward to new smells in the Caribbean
More soon Della
February 27th 2008 10:43 am
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> Went to the boat this afternoon.
>
> Rule Number One (amongst other rule number ones): If
> the dopey dog falls into the water - DO NOT JUMP IN
> AFTER HER.
>
> When you are in the water, the dog will try and climb
> onto your head, whilst pushing you under.
>
> The water will be VERY cold.
>
> After about 10 minutes in the icy water, your hands
> will start to become numb and unable to grip on
> anything.
>
> Lie over a barnacle encrusted rope and call 'Help'
> very loudly and often.
>
> Eventually someone will come - it helps if you're
> still alive btw, and pull you out. If there are two
> rescuers, they will rescue the bloody dog too.
>
> When you wear tracky botts (sweat pants in US), they will come off as you
> climb up a ladder. It helps if your wallet is not in
> the said botts.
>
> The instant you get out of the water you will start to
> shiver. This shivering will continue for about three
> hours as you have developed hypothermia whilst playing
> in the water with your dog.
>
> All the cuts, bruises, broken fingernails and
> bloodblisters will not matter for a while as you can't
> feel pain.
>
> No matter how much you wrap yourself in warm clothing
> you will still shiver uncontrollably. Get into a hot
> shower as quickly as you can (commensurate with
> driving home safely) Brandy does not help.
>
> Then let the pain hit you.
>
> Following the above instructions will save your life
> one day :-) Oh, and remember to thank the blokes who
> saved said life.
>
> My dog is alive, safe, and I wouldn't have it any
> other way. Silly ain't it?
This of course is from Della's dad
March 1st 2007 6:31 pm
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Well it seems Dad has been reading and dreaming about boats for a long time and Mom finally said OK we could try sailing to someplace called the caribbean for a year. Next thing you know dad has found his dream boat and we are all staying on it now. I guess it will be a while before we go to what Mom calls the islands cause first Dad wants to make sure that the boat is perfect and of course I have to apply for a doggy passport. The boat is really nice, it has 2 comfy bedrooms and 2 couches and a place Mom calls a galley but I know its really the food room!! Upstairs there is always a lot to sniff and watch like silly birds splashing into the water or other people and their dogs on the dock. I wish I could chase the birds but my life vest hasn't come yet and I can't walk on water the way some of these birds seem to (mom calls them pelicans). We will be staying in a Marina near our other home in New Orleans for a while until what Mom calls "all the loose ends" are taken care of. The only loose end I'm concerned with is where do I go potty if like Dad says we wont be in a marina or by a dock all the time. Mom assures me she will fix a nice potty box for me that will have a special place on the deck and Dad is already figuring out how to put up some kind of netting around the sides of the boat so I can't accidentally slip and fall in the water. It's all very new and exciting right now but I'll keep you all updated as we all settle in. Maybe I can get a parrot to ride on my shoulder heh heh heh Thats all for now.
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