Getting Ready to Go

Today finally came - the day I got my fur combed and trimmed for the trip!  Bracha left me with Lena in the pet store and I went up the stairs to the little room where she works.  She put me on the table and began combing my fur.  Bracha stayed outside because the owner of the store was afraid to let her go up the steep stairs.  She later told me that she walked around doing errands, but had a hard time walking around without me, and she came back before I was finished with Lena because she was tired out and unhappy without me.  Then I came tripping down the stairs in my full white fluffy glory!  Lena gave Bracha a rather sizeable bag full of all the fluff she had combed out of my fur!  It was enough to make a small pillow!  And now I feel a bit too clean, but I must admit it's cooler and nice.

Bracha is packing my little bag to go inside her suitcase: food for a day or so until we buy some more, a rope toy, a bone for the plane, water bowl, and brush for me.  I'm so happy and excited!  Only a week to go!

15 More Days!

Every morning I wake up and ask Bracha: "Are we going to New York today?" and Bracha says not yet.  But things are starting to happen.  Nuala got her hair cut the other day, and next week Bracha made an appointment for my yearly trim and bath.  There is also a large suitcase that Bracha has put things in, including a brand new rope toy for me!  I guess I'll just have to be patient and wait.
Meanwhile, it is starting to get hot here.  Bracha noticed that I was dancing around at the stoplight in town yesterday, and will now take my shoes wherever we go, including to New York!  And I've been promised a visit to a pet store, too! 

Here I am again!

Well, it's been ages since I've written.  I'm not sure what to tell you about first.  So let's start with the festival.  I had a ball.  AS soon as I got there I started pulling Bracha straight to the lake.  She settled me down, unpacked our things in our little room, and we headed for the beach.  It was as good as ever as I went bounding in, and we swam together out into the deep water.  I spent the entire weekend being admired by everyone, lying on the grass sleeping while the music played, and didn't even mind when Bracha was onstage and I had to stay tied up backstage so I wouldn't get in the way of the Irish dancers.

So it's good to be home again.  We are not going to travel for a long time because there are no trains, so we will spend time getting me ready for our trip to New York.  Bracha has assured me that we'll be great, that I can sleep on the plane, and she will take care of me all the time in the big city!  I'm so excited!  And Bracha has promised me a trip to the beauty salon before we go!

Interestingly enough, there has been a lot of publicity about two of my friends who were not allowed to go into a grocery store and a restaurant.  The mayor of the town repremanded the owners and told them that they were breaking the law, and we were all pleased.  And yesterday a nice taxi driver invited Bracha and me into his cab.  He took out a large paper table cloth and spread it out on the front seat for Bracha and on the floor for me so that my hair wouldn't get on the rug.  He actually took responsibility instead of complaining!  What a refreshing change!