I am so happy to be back on a boat in the islands. The Captain is now sailing with some other captain. She calls him Bruce. I sailed on this boat once before and I like it. It has a big deck that I patrol to keep the birds off, but the only problem is that I don't see so good and they keep moving stuff. I've bumped into lots of fenders and dock lines and flippers and stuff like that.

Today, the captain says we can only go shore to go pee for a few minutes. There was something happening ashore for the past two days that they call a holiday. Because of that, people were singing on shore last night and it sounded more like cats than people. The Captain said they call it Karaoke. Anyway, she says we have to do something called "Clear Customs," whatever that is, and we can't do that until tomorrow. I hope that means we get to go back to that big white house again because last time we went there the Captain and Bruce got mad faces when they read the sign on the door, but then they went to the store down the street and bought peach and mango ice cream that made them smile -- and they gave me some, too.

I hope they start the dinghy again, too. I'd forgotten how much fun it is to stand up with my paws on the front and the wind in my ears!

May the wind always bring you good smells,

Chip

I am now officially a party animal. Today the Captain took me to Nippers Sunday Pig Roast of Great Guana Cay. There were people everywhere and I was the only dog there. All the girls kept saying I was so cute and asking the Captain if they could pick me up and pet me. The Captain said I was a chick magnet, and for a minute I started looking for chickens. There weren't any there.

There was a swimming pool and lots of people eating really good smelling food. We walked around through the crowds and people were almost stepping on me, but I didn't care because they were all dancing and dropping their food on the ground. I got pieces of pork, macaroni and cheese, and rice and beans. It was all really yummy -except for the salad.



Finally, when I had all the roast pig I could eat, the Captain put me up on a stool and I even got to drink a little beer in my bowl. It was pretty funny tasting! People kept coming by and petting me. Pretty soon everyone knew my name. The breeze was blowing, the beach was really pretty, and I decided I like being Chipper at Nippers, the party animal.

Check out the rest of my pictures in the gallery.


May the breeze always be full of good smells!

Chip

I'm in dog heaven! They've got chickens here! The only bad part is that the Captain keeps me on my leash and she won't let me chase them. I still try to chase them a little. When we see some I run to the end of my leash and bark and they run! It's a beautiful thing. And then when I'm all tired out from lunging at chickens, I can find a nice cool spot of grass in the shade of a boat. Life is good.