July 13th 2006 9:35 pm
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The wind was unbelieveable. The trees were cracking in half. The hotel management were running back and forth securing our room (kennel runs in humanspeak). Gruffin and I were pacing. The rain was beating down and then everything went dark--no lights, no airconditioning, no phones. Nothing but wind and rain. Was it days or weeks that passed? A stranger came and put us in his truck. The hotel management waved goodbye. An hour and a half later we were brought to a house with more strangers and small noisy people. We were put in a tiny room, given food and water and then the door closed. We slept a restless uncertain sleep. I looked to Gruffin for any sign of familiarity with this situation, but he showed nothing. Then daybreak. The door to the tiny room opened. I could not believe my eyes. It was my person. He was there looking at us, talking, smiling, But where was my lady?

He put us in another truck. Our person and his friend chatted and all I could hear was blah blah blah Pip, blah Gruffin blah blah Katrina. It was music to my pointed ears. We drove 5 hours. We turned down a country road. There at the end of the road was a metal house and in front was my lady. The car door opened and I flew into her arms, licked and piddled all over her.

What fun the country was--cats, dogs, swamp, metal house with my people and their friends. Reunited.