They say all good things must come to an end and this is precisely why I hate “them.”
Our last evening in the wilderness was a lot of fun. The neighbors, I shall call them the TMI’s (and they know why, no one makes me blush…ever!!), came over for dinner, drinks and fun. We had all 3 in abundance but, then, we always do at camp which is why we’re all always so sad to have to go home. I know I probably make us all sound like total drunks but really that’s such a harsh word. I would say the worst we get to is, perhaps, “tipsy ((Which can also be translated to “steps into dog bowls full of water creating small ponds on the kitchen floor.” And that would be me, of course.)).”
I had been planning to pack up before bed so that Duhdee and Grampa could go fishing guilt-free the next morning but that didn’t work out exactly as planned. You see, instead, I went to sleep. I gave melatonin to Monkey (as usual), BOTH of the dogs and myself and then we all slept straight through the night, yay! Of course, that meant we had to pack up in the morning which killed any chance of fishing. It all worked out though. We needed the sleep and it ended up pouring just as we finished packing the car. If we’d started any later would would have gotten totally soaked rather than just uhhh…soaked… My shirt was still damp 4 hours later when we got home.
Normally, the ride takes about 5 hours, we did it in less than 4! We weren’t speeding ((any more than usual))…we just didn’t hit any traffic and we didn’t have to stop. Both the kid and the dogs made it the whole way without needing a bathroom break! Woah, baby. Of course, we also had an incentive to keep moving. Something is wrong with the blower motor in the truck so although the A/C was running fine the cooled air wasn’t being blown into the truck. We had the windows down as much as possible but it was still sunny and in the upper 80’s so that was not very effective. Not effective enough to keep Duhdee comfortable, at least, and an uncomfortable Duhdee is a crabby Duhdee. Fun.
We had been telling Monkey as we were packing that we were going home and expected some anxiety. We thought he’d be eager to leave, he’d been mentioning “home” for a day and a half by this point, but that was not the case. He kept telling us “No, campt ((not a misspelling, it’s how he pronounces it and it’s so frickin’ cute!))!” He did finally come around once the truck was packed but then he switched from protesting our imminent departure to “OMG WHY HAVEN”T WE LEFT YET!!” Which is always nice.
Our arrival home was predictibly cwappy. Monkey’s transitions are often stressful and this one was no different. He was a crying, snotty mess while we unpacked. He didn’t settle down until I was in my pajamas and we spent some quality cuddle time in the big bed.
Now who wants to go break it to him that he has to go to school tomorrow? Anyone?? Please???
2 thoughts on “Wilderness Edition: The last day.”
So you gave your dogs melatonin? I didn’t even know you could do that. Good idea, though. It sounds like you had a great trip. I am so glad.
Yes, you can give dogs melatonin. We normally use it for daytime thunderstorms for our Aussie but I was desperate for some sleep!!