Hola Chicas! Marlon here! I have been having a marvelous time at some other people’s place. My peoples did a dump and run on me a few weeks ago, but honestly, I’m not hurt that I’m not with them. Not in the least. Wanna know why? Here’s why.
I’ve been to the other people’s place before. Last time I was there I got a little weirded out. After two years on the boat, here I was in a huge house with other dogs. I’d almost forgotten what that was like. Living with other dogs. And it made me a little sad. I missed my pack. Who my peoples called Annie and Banjo. I’d tell you their real names, but that would be breaking a trust. So, I hung around the new peoples for a few days and learned the routines. Once I figured that out, it was all pretty chill.
This time around I knew exactly where I was as soon as the door opened. The other big guy was there to greet me. I knew where the food was, where the toys were hidden, and how to get a cuddle when I needed it. Not only that, but there were a couple of really cool dogs to hang with. One of my new friends is Tiger. Tiger is one of those dogs you meet once, well maybe twice, in a lifetime. I felt like I’d known him all my life. Not only was he good company, but for a dog as good looking as he is, he’s got almost no ego. We took long walks on the beach together, we both love the Village People and, shucks, I almost fell in love. It was really hard seeing him leave.
But I got over it. Meanwhile, the other guys hung out by the pool. Swimming’s never been my thing, but I don’t mind if other dogs do it. It’s kind of fun to run alongside the pool and bark encouragement. I also enjoyed the relaxed pace. My peoples like to take really long walks, which I like, too. But I also really like hanging by the sofa, having my ears rubbed and watching the moving picture show.
Later in the week a couple of young ‘uns turned up. Whelps! Teaching moments in the making. My favorite thing to teach is sharing. It works like this. Get something from the toy box and put it down in front of you like you want me to play with it. Got it? Cool. Then I go up, grab the toy and hide it. That’s sharing, right? I’ll keep doing that with the young ones until either they understand that I get to keep everything they share, or I run out of places to hide stuff. Sometimes they get clever and I have to wrestle them for the toy. That’s always kind of fun. Takes me back to my days in the mosh pit at The Warehouse. Rrrruff!
Now I’m back on the boat. I gave my peoples a hard time for a couple of days for leaving me. But it’s great to be barking at the seagulls again. Life is good! Chow!
Editor’s Note: Our thanks to Brian and Lynn at Dog Sitters Murcia Spain for taking such good care of Marlon.