Fish out of Water

Dear Diggity's Mom,

I would like to respectfully request that you please take my Fishy Friend here on your trip across the pond. Take lots of pictures.

Please let me know if I need to get his papers in order.

Cheerio,
Auntie Nettie


With props to Kendra for the pattern.

The Trek - Guest Dog Blog, Pt. 2

Diggity Dog here again -- guest dogger extraordinaire.

As you might recall, I had a conversion whilst I was in Utah. As a Missionary Mutt, I felt that I needed to partake in some historical experiences to get a feel for my new religion. Luckily, Auntie Nettie's parental units were participating in a reenactment of a pioneer trek with some of the area "utes" and agreed to take me along. Rather than be part of the covered wagon reenacttreks, they participated in a handcart reenactment, with costumes to boot. (Here's more information about the handcart pioneers.)

The Trek!

As you can see, there was lots of Dutch oven cooking to be had on this trip. I don't think the ancestors had generators and plastic gas containers in the back of their carts however. (Please note: NO hotdogs were served, out of consideration for my feelings!)

This is a puny play on a historically-correct handcart company AND a play on the name of the location from which some of these reenactors are based in the here-and-now. Again, I don't think the ancestors had nifty Orange-Glo water jugs, but we didn't care. It's MUGGY in New England.

Here we are all nicely queued up to go.

Note the fine four-star accommodations for this journey.

(*Mom, hint! I need a vacation from my vacation!)

Another view of the undisturbed wilderness.

Here are some intrepid female reenactors.

(Love the fashions. Where have I seen them recently?)

I can't remember if this is first thing in the morning or at the end of the day. All I remember is that I had a Devil of a Time with my blisters and sore muscles. There's a WHOLE new meaning for "my dogs are barking."

Here are the "utes." Don't they look "pupped?" Doggone tired?

You can't tell here, but we're all howling with delight.

Some of these reenactors are hardcore. I was a little scared of this guy, fearing he was a wolf in sheep's clothing, but he's now this dog's best friend ('cause he scratched me behind the ears and got out all the burrs from my coat, WOOF!).

Sadly, this marks the end of this trip with Auntie Nettie and her family. I'm back to Jane's Garden on Flax Hill, prepping for a trip to Maine to see Krippy and the brood, or off to Jolly O'England. We have yet to decide on the itinerary. *Though I'd REALLY like to go here; it's named after me, after all, and sounds "purrfect" after this trek.

Come and check me out at my home blog, Travels with Diggity Dog, to see where I end up next.

BYE!

Barking Mad -- Guest Dog Blog, Pt. 1

Diggity Dog here again -- guest dogger extraordinaire -- reporting in on my trip with Auntie Nettie's parental units to New England.

These people have dog napped me and taken me allll kinds of weird places. I think they are barking mad folks.

Connecticut

For the Fourth of July, they took me to this thing called the "Boom Box Parade." This CT town started this parade about 20 years ago and it's evolved into an annual thing. Because there was no marching band at the local high school (and still isn't), the parade uses boom boxes (whatever THOSE are ... I'm too young to know) tuned to a local radio station playing Sousa marches. All kinds of people and things march in this parade.

Hello from Quaint New England Main Street.

Here's the mascot from the local AAA team.

Drew calls this the "big chicken."

Wow. That's an OLD CAR!

This "fish" has been in the parade for as long as there has been a parade. Every year, it's a protest fish. This year, it's about a local dump issue.

This town is known for its fascination with froggies.

Cape Cod

I was then transported to an undisclosed location on the Cape. It's a bucolic place, though you can't tell from these shots. (I have a no bare-dog-at-the-beach clause in my contract.)

Here I am lazing around.

Here I am Ruffing it on the roof.

The parental units are selling the hideaway, and put me to work doing some renovation and some cleaning. (I didn't realize it was a working vacation!)

For sale. For info ... Sorry. I don't have any.

Beaches? What beaches? I didn't go to any Cape Cod beaches.

I went TREKKING ... handcart trekking.

Pt. 2

coming soon.

Ruffing It -- Guest Blog

Diggity Dog here again -- guest dogger extraordinaire -- reporting in on my trip with Auntie Nettie's parental units. Once they dropped her off in Las Vegas, we went on to California. It's a "ruff" life, being a travelling dog.

Mojave, CA

When life hands you lemons ... pose with them!

I miss Jane's Garden!

Party animal!
After a night on the town, a dog's got to relax!

Why doesn't my backyard have one of these?
Next stop ... Cape Cod!

Stay tuned!

Guest Blogger - Diggity Dog

Hi! I'm Diggity Dog, a guest blogger from Flax Hill. I have my own blog, Travels with Diggity Dog. I'm trying to visit all of the United States. My friend Jane was nice enough to let me visit with Auntie Nettie and her family as they were travelling all over the country. On this trip, I got to visit lots of places and do lots of things. Want to see?

Places I visited

Apparently, Arizona has some detractors.
Note the bullet holes.

These people don't seem friendly to my kind!

I just don't have enough "dog years" to qualify to live here.

I also had fun in St. George, Utah.

Swimming with the fishes

I'm sorry. Am I too heavy?

Why, oh why, am I not waterproof?

Hey buddy?

Don't push my buttons!

I made lots of new friends.

Why is Grumpa Max hiding? I just want to bring him the "Good Word."

(You'll understand later.)

Chewing the Fat with Amber
Whoa Nellie! Important Pow-wow

Sniffing Around with Tippi. Who says dogs and cats can't be friends?

Me and My Rockman
I took in lots of Nature.

Is it a tree or a cactus?

Look at the size of that tumbleweed! My Canyon Ranch adventure Catching some rays
I even went "Native!" When in Utah ...

I converted on this trip.

Now I'm a missionary. Here I am trying to convert some friends.
I did lots of other things too!

Biking Gambling in the local gas station
Watching the Chronicles of Narnia
Learning to play the guitar

Joining a band

Going trekking, now that I'm a "native."

I didn't have so much fun in the Cactus Garden

OUCH!

I even snuck along on the "Visit to Manland"

Riding the 4x4

Excuse me? I'm not your cub!

Ride 'Em Buckaroo!

Nevada Necessity!

When in Nevada, it is necessary to go to a casino. You have to. It's a rule!

You also have to go to the Buffet!

But now I don't feel so good!

Looking forward to California!

I was supposed to fly back to New York with Auntie Nettie, but her parental units went on to California and I hitch-hiked with them. Pictures tomorrow.

stay tuned ....