Jet’s Lessons Learned (2) on the Road Less Traveled

What’s up Dog?

Beware of mountain ice cold creek water. It may be good for making Coors Beer but it takes my breath away. Other dogs don’t seem to mind, and my testicles are long gone, but still it’s awfully cold. My scrotum disappears, no kidding! Talk about shrinkage!

It is very annoying to have Tom paste the EXIT stickers from the RV on my butt. Yes we all know where the poop comes from, Grow Up Tom!

Rabbit chasing is just as good as ground squirrel chasing. Rabbits do tend to bait me a bit by standing real still so they don’t think I will see them. Oh well, if its fun for them I will play along.

Dog areas at rest stops are way nicer then the people’s areas. I get to spread out and roam and pee and roam and pee and take a dump and roam and pee. Every time they threaten to put me back in the truck, all I have to do is lift a leg. They are SO trained!

The satellite dish is really scary. When Tom brings it in to lay on the bed for traveling I just got to get out of the area. Look out every one, I don’t care about anything other then vacating the satellite area. No gamma rays for me. Large suitcases seem to have the same impact on me but I have never heard of gamma rays coming from a suitcase.

Me visiting people that have dogs is not as easy as it sounds. The Caldwell’s have a Boston Terrier, Baxter. Nice little guy with lots of energy and great disposition with people. He is my cousin so you would think that we would hit it off well. Not quite! Baxter turns out to be a bit territorial about his house and doesn’t like me being inside it. This was easy to deduce as I found him hanging from my neck by his teeth when I was half way through the front door. Good thing he has small teeth and I have a thick neck. I told him that I “got it” and would not pose a threat. That should have been enough, but apparently Boston Terriers don’t understand Labrodorish, as he continues to show me those little teeth from time to time. It’s really not a problem and I enjoy watching all the adults go crazy every time it happens. It’s as if they think he really poses a threat to my well being. Maybe they are worried I will attack. Really no future in that.

I think I have adjusted to life on the road quite well. Took me a bit longer then Tom and Suzy but it wasn’t a race. Looking forward to seeing all the good pee stops in PA and NY and Canada where I hear the dogs are all named “King”!