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Thanksgiving in Half Moon Bay: Wasn’t Dull

Me and Paunnie are back in Half Moon Bay again! How wonderful.  We love it here, but we hate the trips.

We had to ride all night in the back of the car to get to Mommis in time for Thanksgiving. Jerry and Jamie brought us, and I didn’t pee the whole trip. Then just as we were almost at Mommis’ house after meeting her at Starbucks, we ran out of gas. I started to cry in the car because I had to go so bad.

While we were waiting for Uncle Nell to come with a gas can,  Mommis got out and walked me near the side of the road, and that made me feel better, and Paunnie, too. But it wasn’t a REAL walk, if you know what I mean. Just a taste.

Yeah, Mommis fed us when we got to the house, but then she started burning the top of the stove and we never did go for a walk. Finally she got it all cleaned up and put something in a container and was ready to take us. By that time I had given up and I was asleep.

Waiting for Mommis
Waiting for Mommis

But once we got on a trail, I woke right up, because the horses were there!  Peeps were riding them right on the trail and we had to turn around and go up another trail. Then Mommis and Paunnie went on over the trail to the park, but I didn’t. I’m not telling you what I did, because I don’t want Mommis to know.

When she got home with Paunnie, there I was, panta-panta but inside the house. Jerry and Jamie were asleep, so she couldn’t figure out how I got there. She was glad to see me, though. She gave me a treat. She told me she and Paunnie were yelling “Buppily, here Buppily,” all along the trail.

Then she told me that Bemmie, the chow who lived with her before I came, did something like that to her once on the Biltmore Golf Course when she lived in the big building near Starbucks. He got away from her on the golf course and went home by himself, all the way across Camelback Road, which has six lanes! When she got home he was sitting in the lobby with the doorman.

I’m thankful to be in Half Moon Bay. Mommis is thankful I am home.

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