Tales from a vagabond dog
One morning, Tom and I were sitting outside at Grammy and Grampy’s house. Tom was talking on his phone, and he was really excited. After he hung up, he announced: “I got a job in Yellowstone!”. Tom seemed very happy about this, so, of course, I was too. Things started going wrong almost right away. … Read more
It was just a short ferry ride from Vancouver Island to Port Angeles in Washington. But, we left late and it was already nighttime when we landed. At first the border guards wanted to search our den-on wheels. By the time they changed their mind, it was almost midnight. Luckily, Tom planned ahead to stay … Read more
While we were on our way North to Alaska, we drove past some tall, snowy peaks that looked a lot like those in Colorado. Tom said, “Those are the Canadian Rockies. Maybe we’ll stop there on the way back.” So, after we got our den-on-wheels fixed, Tom decided it was time to go for a visit. … Read more
After we left Colorado, we stayed in New Mexico near the Four Corners. There’s a monument where the corners of Utah, Colorado, New Mexico, and Arizona all come together. I wanted to go run through four states faster than ever before, but they don’t allow dogs. Phooey. Tom found lots of other places we could … Read more
Tom decided to go back to Colorado for the summer. So, we stopped in New Mexico for a while along the way. We drove through New Mexico when we went Along The Border, but only stopped for a couple days. This time, we stayed a long while. The first place we stayed was near Roswell. … Read more