I'd like to introduce myself. My name is Kyla and I'm the 7-month-old puppy that belongs to my mom and dad, Lindsay and Nick. Mom's in the shower and dad's watching TV so I thought I'd take over the blog entry today and tell you my side of the story for today's happenings. Even without opposable thumbs, I'm very talented at writing a great story about our adventures.
Today started around 6:00 when mom and dad woke me up to sleep on the bed with them. I LOVE sleeping on the bed instead of my cramped crate. When mom and dad woke up at 6:30, I was still wanting to sleep. They seemed busy getting lunches and "things" together for our day. I slept and didn't feel like eating. I've been frustrating mom and dad a lot lately because of my shy bladder. I didn't feel like going potty this morning even though my mom was worried I'd pee in her car on the ride. They loaded me up and off we went to who knows were.
After a long drive, they took me out and fitted me for my lifejacket. I knew this couldn't be good. In no time, mom had me by the handle of my lifejacket and plopped me in the middle of an inflatable raft on a river mom and dad kept referring to as Truckee River. Soon we were off and floating down the river. I'll be honest. I thought it was fun hanging over the side of the raft and checking out the sites. Then, out of the blue, dad grabbed my handle and dunked me in the water! Soon I was swimming along the raft and the water was COLD! They didn't make me swim too long before pulling me back into the raft but it was a little scary (and fun).
We continued on, floating lazily down the river. Mom and dad even pulled the boat ashore and let me play in the shallow water. I enjoyed myself but didn't want them to catch on that I was actually having fun in the water. After all, I'm not a water dog! Now if I could only herd the ducklings floating down the river!
To tell you the truth, I was pretty scared at the end of the rafting trip. Mom and dad hit a major rapid and seriously got us stuck on a HUGE rock. They really weren't good at steering the raft. They finally got us unstuck but I was a little shaken up. Let's just say I was happy to be on solid ground when it was all over.
Mom and dad then took me to Virginia City, an old ghost silver mining town that mom used to visit as a kid. We wondered the old wood sidewalk and checked out the old saloons. Apparently I'm quite cute because I attracted quite a lot of attention. If I only had a cookie for every person that said I was cute! Mom and dad had a beer at the Bucket of Blood Saloon. Apparently mom used to drink "Shirley Temples" there at the bar when she was young (whatever those are) and just had to have a beer now that she is an adult.
Now, I'm still shy to go potty in public and away from my potty box at home. When mom put me in the car in Virginia City, I couldn't contain myself. After 18 hours of not going potty, I peed in mom's car. She was so mad and I felt bad but I couldn't contain myself. Oops! It's OK though because I know she still loves me.
Mom, dad, and I headed back to the hotel and then we ended up at Stateline Brewery by Heavenly Village. Apparently tonight there is some guy named "Kenny Chesney" performing a concert at Harvey's Casino. Well, this guy must bring out the wackos and goofies because we watched all kinds of people walk by, stumbling, falling, and talking really weird (all with drinks in their hands). And they all seemed to be wearing ugly cowboy boots and bad cowboy hats. I so don't understand humans sometimes!
So now I'm relaxin' back in the hotel with mom and dad. I've had a busy day but I'm still playing with my magic reindeer. Mom's getting out of the shower so I'd better get going. I'm having a great time on my vacation and loving the time with my parents. I think I'm the luckiest dog on earth!!!
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