Our Relaxing Walk - Bet

"It's a beautiful day today, let's go for a relaxing walk!" Said the Musher.

Um.... relaxing?  You see, none of my walks are relaxing.  As the official herdy herder of the North Wapiti Kennels, I have to herdy herd everyone.  I'm sure Cricket feels the same way.  As the official guardy guarder of North Wapiti Kennels, she has to guard everybodies no matter where they go on the property.  Think of Cricket at the North Wapiti Secret Service, although at 110 pounds of white fur, she's never very secret about anything... frankly she sounds like a tank storming through the brush.

So... the first thing we had to do was wake up KD.  KD has decided that she would much rather be like Bait than be my pet... she still isn't speaking to me since I left her on my Alaska trip and got cozy with Jamie's cat Toby.

I HATE YOU, let me sleep

Once we rounded everybodies up, it was down the driveway for our walk... sorta

Ok everybodies, let's all just mosey down the driveway all nice now

KD, get up, you just had a nap

I CUT YOU!!!!

Sigh... it never ends, does it?

Once I got the crowd all in order, we started our walk.

Ok everybodies, let's walk and you WILL have fun!

You aren't the boss of me

See!  See what I put up with now???

The Musher was all taking pictures of the pretty flowers and enjoying her walk.

I was dealing with this

Bait, KD, you're going the wrong way

THIS WAY!

BAIT!  Not so fast!  

Finally I had to call on security to get the gang in order

Um, just don't stand there Cricket, DO something about this!

See, now was that so hard?

See, we're relaxing, it's very relaxing I DEMAND THAT EVERY RELAX... ok, Bait, that's a bit too relaxed.

um... KD, that's not very relaxing

Where did the Musher go?

I got so busy herding that I lost track of the Musher, who had enough of relaxing and decided to go back home.

Enough of this frivolity, it's time to eat or chase something more interesting

Frankly, after all of that relaxation... I was ready for a nap, because we all know that it is impossible to herd cats:

Of course, I think the obvious solution to their attempts... simply put a few boxes in the Cat Corral.

But hey, what do I know... I'm just a Border Collie.

- Bet

The Ride Home and Cool Surprises - Bet

Well golly gee whiz everybodies, it's been a while since we've bloggity blogged now hasn't it!!???!!!

Whoosh, so sorry, it's been a bit hectic around here, what with getting the Musher's Iditarod stuffs and things back from the trail, and then having to drive lickity split down the highway to get home because a certain Pretty Curly Tail threatened to have pups on the side of the highway, and then...  oh wait, let me just slow down and tell you the whole story.

Anyhooooooo... there we were in Willow, Alaska at our splentastic guest home (thanks again to Jamie and Harry and Toby and Kip, and Ash, and the horsies, and the Pretty Curly Tails there and... oh wait, I think that's everybodies) and the Musher finally got her stuffs and things back from the trail.

The trail peoples were so nice that they made sure they took out all of the nice notes that the checkpoint goodie bag sponsors sent and gave them to the Musher... but they kept the goodies of course (that's the Iditarod law).

With all of the stuffs and things back, there really was no reason to stay any longer... especially because Molly Waddle Puppies On the Way was telling everyone that would listen that she really felt like giving birth at any moment.

Hey!  I'm pretty sure I'm about to squirt out some pups here!

So, rather than risk a birthing on the side of a highway, the Musher and her friend Keri threw everything and everyone into the dog truck and peeled out heading for home.

It was one continuous drive home... mile after mile, rest stop after rest stop, Starbucks after Starbucks, then Timmy's after Timmy's.  Oh the bladdermanity.

Every Pretty Curly Tail stop Molly threatened to ploop out the Molly Toddles.  We couldn't have that.  Pretty Curly Tails MUST be plooped out in the pool in the back room!!!!

Keri didn't seem that concerned... she actually FELL ASLEEP ON ME!!!

I told her that she had to worry while I took a nap, so we took turns alternating between worrying and napping, so that worked out well.

As we got closer, I got a bit more worried.

Did anyone hear that?  Is that moo'ing?  Are we there yet????

Ok, seriously, we have to be getting closer!!!!

Thankfully we got home in the nick of time, and when I say "nick of time" I mean we had like 2-3 more days before she went into labor... eeeesh, drama queen.

There were all sorts of cool surprises when we got home too!

Rocky looks great!  He was very happy to see us and was disappointed that he didn't get to go on the Iditarod where he could have dropped out and gotten a ride on a snowmachine.

Turtle spoke for the whole team when he said "so good to be home again".

The best gift of all was that Musher Mark bought me a new quad!!!  No SERIOUSLY!

My new quad

For some reason the card had the Musher's name on it and a very sweet poemy thing, but it's MINE... see!!!

It even has my very own slip proof platform shaped like a bone (apparently he couldn't get one shaped like a waffle) on the back for me to be chauffeured in style.

Very comfy!  We took it out for its maiden voyage.

FASTER!!!!!  HIT THE GAS MUSHER!!!

Musher Mark is the BESTEST!!!!

Then there was KD... sigh.

She's changed... A LOT!!!!  I suspect that those meddling cats Bait and Tic have been filling her delicate little cute head with all sorts of lies about me while I was gone.  It didn't help that I came home smelling like Toby, and stompy horses, strange Curly Tails, Kip and Ash, Starbucks, Timmy's and all sorts of exciting places and stuffs and things.  She also had been following our adventures on Facebooks and saw all of the cool stuffs and things we got to do and blamed me for ratting her out when she tried to hide in the sled bag and wouldn't let her go along.

She also grew a lot... she's HUGE.  Like a puma or something.

The Musher thought that maybe we could make amends and be friends again if we had breakfast together, so she made us waffles.

I don't know if our relationship will ever be the same, but at least she stopped threatening me every time we were alone.

Next bloggity blog I'll tell you all about the Molly Toddles!!

- Bet