Thursday, August 21, 2014

A Day On An Island

Last Sunday, the folks took a ferry ride to Bainbridge Island.  When they arrived at the ferry, there was a sign that said vehicles were subject to inspection.  She said "Oh, no!"  It is not that they have anything illegal, but they have a ton of stuff and also trash in the car.  She was embarrassed when they were searched at Fort Leavenworth.  You think they would learn.  Luckily, they were not searched.

The following are pictures from the ferry:








The ride took about 40 minutes.  The folks took the Jeep with them, but they could have just walked on without it.  They wanted to have a car to explore the island. 

They made their way to a restaurant for lunch.


They decided to sit outside since it was only in the 70's.  The views were great!




Huge umbrella on the patio.
The food was supposed to be some of the best on the island.  Mama wasn't impressed.  She has decided that since she eats out so much, that she is spoiled and expects everything to be great.

Dad's meal.

Oyster sliders

Mama's meal. $20 burger and fries.
After lunch, the folks drove to the Bainbridge Island Japanese American Memorial.  On March March 30, 1942, two hundred twenty–seven men, women and children, two–thirds of them were American citizens who were forcibly removed from their homes, rounded up by US Army soldiers armed with rifles and boarded a ferry to Seattle.  This group was taken to Death Valley were they were held for two years.  Mama does not remember learning anything about this in school, so she was quite shocked and saddened to learn that this happened in our country.  It happened all over the US and not just in Washington state.

The memorial includes a wall with the names of the people who were removed from Bainbridge Island.  Visitors have left items on the wall. 




Rock that tells the story of the evacuated people.

Ferry picked them up in this area.

The path the evacuees walked on their way to the ferry.

The island is beautiful and Mama said she would love living there.  The folks did not take the ferry home as they didn't want to have to wait for it and also they didn't want to pay another $25 to ride it. They did have to pay $5.50 to cross a bridge.  BOL!

The toll bridge.
Joey,
The Greyhound Who Thinks Living On An Island Could Be Fun

















Tuesday, August 19, 2014

My Peaceful Protest

I was not happy that Dad left us to attend a business meeting in Washington DC.  I looked for him each night and was hopeful every time that I saw a Jeep.  It didn't matter that our Jeep was parked right outside the RV.


Dad finally arrived home Thursday night.  I decided I would show him I was not happy with him by staging a peaceful protest.  When he came in, I went to my food bowl and ignored him.  Ha!  Mama went outside to get something out of the car and that scared me because I thought she was leaving and that could destroy my protest plans.  She came in and I greeted her like she had been gone a week.  Yep, I showed Dad that he was missing out on my loving.  The next morning, Dad left for work and I didn't say good-bye.  Nope.  We were outside when he came home talking to the neighbors.  I watched him drive down the street and park the Jeep.  He got out and came over to talk to the neighbors.  Do you know what I did?  I turned completely around and wouldn't look at him.  Yep, all he saw was my butt.  BOL!  The neighbors roared with laughter.  The next morning, word has spread throughout the campground about my peaceful protest.  Everyone was asking if I had made up with Dad.  Mama told them that no, I had not and Dad said I was being immature and needed to grow up.  Seriously?  Later in the day, we all went for a walk and Mama handed Dad my leash.  We decided to call a truce at that point.   I think my peaceful protest was a success.  BOL!

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Knows How To Get His Point Across

Monday, August 18, 2014

Buddy Has A Trunk

Decal is from Skinny Hounds Designs

He looks pretty sharp with his greyhound decals.  The decal was in our goodie bag at Heart of America.  It was made by Greyt Glass.
Buddy went to Pizza Hut today.  He is so lucky!
Joey,
The Greyhound Who Is Still Wishing For A Sidecar For Buddy

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Jack's Half-Sister Is At The Bridge :-(

As you may have figured out, we don't have a set plan for our blog. If there is nothing going on, we just don't blog.  This morning, we were discussing the blog over breakfast and decided there wasn't much to say.  We considered mentioning the death of Robin Williams and how sad Mama is over it.  She thinks it may bring a new light to the subject of depression.  She said he fought his demons for years and they finally won.  It is sad.

We also thought about telling you how I am the man of the house this week because Dad is in DC for meetings.  We decided that wasn't very interesting. 

It was 97 here yesterday.  It was hot, but that is not interesting.

Then we received an email and that caused us to blog. We received an email from Wanda's family.  Wanda is Jack's half-sister.  They let us know that Wanda and Jack are now together.  Yes, Wanda has died.  She was almost 12 and the best girl according to her family.  Her family is heartbroken.  Wanda's family reads our blog and sent Mama lots of support when Jack died. Mama always felt a connection to her because of Jack.  We are very sad to hear that Wanda is now at the Rainbow Bridge and we are sending her family lots of hugs and puppy kisses. She is no longer is pain and she is running like the wind.  Mama said that Jack is probably playing tour guide to his big sister.  RIP Wanda aka Quirky Wanda.

Photo Courtesy of Mary C. Hussman

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Will Be Watching For Wanda's Star Tonight


Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Almost Wordless Wednesday - August 6, 2014

"Mom"

"Hey, Mom"

"Mooooom"

Scout says "Look into my eyes."

"I want a treat. Can't you tell?"

"It's time to get wild!"

"It worked!  She's laughing and getting up to get us a treat. We really had to work for it today!"

Joey and Scout,
The Greyhounds Who Know Working Together Gets Good Results

Home Again - Part 3

 Well, we just realized that we didn't finish telling you about the rest of our trip home.  I don't know if we even remember the res...