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The Intrepid Seadog
The salty adventures of a canine first mate
It's tough being intrepid
Hot, hot, hot
05/21/2008, White Sound, Green Turtle Cay

Yahoo! We finally made it to someplace where the boat is still and we aren't sailing or moving all the time.

We had some really bad stuff happen while we were out sailing around. The worst thing was when we stopped on this deserted little island. At first I really liked it. I swam in the ocean and I ran up and down the beach so many times chasing birds that I nearly got lost. I almost caught a little one, too.

But then I decided to explore inland, and I ran up the sand dunes and into the forest and suddenly my whole body was on fire! This plant attacked me! It launched all these big sticky, prickly bombs at me and they wouldn't let go! I ran back to the Captain - well, I limped, and she took me back to the boat and tortured me for over an hour with scissors and she kept poking me with the plant things. It hurt so much, I'm embarrassed to say, I tried to bite her. But when it was all done and all of those awful things were gone, I licked her arm to tell her I was sorry.

Now we're in a place that has other dogs and restaurants and good grass and it's so cool I hope we can stay here forever! Something tells me though, that the Captain doesn't plan to stay anywhere too long.

May the wind always be full of good smells!

Chip

05/21/2008 | Patricia Gray
Chip, I really like your blog and the pictures of you are great! However, right now I could use your help. I'm eating popcorn and some of it is falling on the carpet. I need you to do your usual clean-up job!
05/21/2008 | Stephen Gray
Hey, Chipper! Sounds like you're keeping the Captain awake and on alert during your voyage. Good dog! But hey, take it easy on the meatballs - I hear they give you gas. . .
05/22/2008 | Snickers Hendricks
You're adorable, Chip! Even being a dog. You're lucky you don't puke. That's what I did as soon as I got out of the Intracoastal and into some wind. I put up a fuss and never sailed again. Stay out of those burrs.
The seadog goes to sea
Windy and rocky and rolly
05/17/2008, West End, Grand Bahama

Land Ho! I don't know why the Captain said this but she got excited and seemed happier than she had been all day.

For some strange reason, we left in the middle of the night. There was a big orange moon in the sky behind us over the city. Pretty soon the boat was not so good for sleeping - which, hey, is what I do at night. I couldn't figure out why we left a perfectly good sleeping place and went out into the ocean where sails flapped, the motor roared and I had trouble sleeping.

After the sun came up the boat started to roll some more. I tried to make myself comfortable on top of the Captain's white sweatshirt. You can tell from the look on my face in the photo that it wasn't all that comfortable. Pretty soon my tummy didn't feel so good. As a dog, I know what the solution for that one is. Brrrrrup, brrrrup, bwwwap. After that I felt so much better, but the Captain was making her mean face when she pulled her white sweatshirt out from under me. I was glad she took it away because that big pool of yellow stuff was making it hard for me to get comfortable. I just shifted over to her nice soft towel.

My tummy didn't make any more funny noises, but I couldn't sleep well, and I wasn't really hungry even when the Captain offered me cheese. Now that's something! So when the Captain started running around on the deck, taking the sail down and getting out dock lines, I figured it was a good thing - because now I really had to pee.

This new place has good smells and lots of grass but I was mostly happy that the boat stopped moving around and I could go to sleep.

May the wind always be full of good smells!

Chip

05/23/2008 | Pat Rufino
Hey, Chip, you write really well. Next time the captain gets writer's block maybe you can help her out...or better still why don't you write your own book....
Getting Ready at Cooley's Landing
Hot in the sun, cool in the shade
05/07/2008, On the New River, Fort Lauderdale

Hi there and welcome to my world. My name is Chip and I am a seadog. I live aboard the Talespinner with the Captain. We're getting ready for our big voyage to the Bahamas, and I think we're gonna be leaving pretty soon. Sometimes I get nervous that I'm not going to get to go - like when the engine starts up. It makes lots of noise and I run and hide in the forepeak.

The Captain and I brought the boat up to this cool marina on a river. There's lots of grass and big trees with squirrels and pigeons. Any time I go ashore, I run really fast and clear them out with one bark. They take off like, well, squirrels and pigeons. It's awesome.

The captain is getting ready to take off to go buy more stuff. I sleep while she's gone. Then when she comes back and starts putting away all the groceries and parts, I have to supervise. I especially have to watch where she puts the doggy treats!

May the wind always be full of good smells!

Chip

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