K-9 Complications

Saturday, August 25, 2007
10:08 PM Central, 11:08 Eastern


I woke to the sound of a puppy yelping it’s head off. Usually I would sympathize and comfort a puppy, but in this case it was 6:15 a.m. and there was no way I was gonna commiserate for Lavern. Ya’ll know that I’m not the happiest person in the morning. My dad let her out, she did her business, then was put back in the crate. She immediately started yelping. Everyone else was sleeping (or at least trying to) so I got up to play with her.
I set her down on the sleeping bag and reached over the bed to grab my glasses. I sat back on the sleeping bag and it-was-WET! It didn’t instantaneously compute that the dog had peed on my bed, I simply thought something had spilled, then it clicked and I about murdered the dog. She just went! And after all, I had SAT IN IT!
We headed out onto the road, and after a couple hours hit Wisconsin. It’s really quite fascinating how Indiana can be so flat, and Illinois so gloomy and cloudy, and a couple hundred miles away can be sunny and rolling with hills. Goldenrod, wildflowers, and birch trees flooded the side of the road. It was quite gorgeous.
Mid afternoon we arrived in Pickwick. It is a town named after The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens. There is a 200 year-old flour mill there, and we took a look. The building is seven floors- two underground and five above. There was also a twenty eight foot waterfall, which was cool. The water was cold, and didn’t look so hygienic either. The water was cleaner than the rivers back home though.
We’re at the campground now; we headed there after the mill. It’s right next to the Mississippi River. We hiked down to the river; it was around half a mile one way. We took Muffin and Lavern, and once we got to the water, Lavern curled up and went to sleep. Poor thing, she’s only about eight inches high, and the stairs and rocks we were stepping down were taller than my knee. She’s a determined little bugger though, on the way back up she was set on keeping up with Muffin, who climbed the rocks with ease. It was a tricky hike back up, really tough. My legs are quite tired and there gonna be like that for a couple weeks.
There are some kids in the next campground that won’t shut up. They’ve been screaming their heads off for hours. Once one starts crying the other one starts, then a baby down a couple sites starts howling. It’s similar too a pack of dogs. I think they’ve finally calmed down.

SMILES!
~Morgan~