Day 33
Well, my day was kind of a bust. Yeah, I got my breakfast and a nice walk down to the river with Don. But then it was back in the rig, while they got ready to go on an excursion, and several hours of napping while waiting for them to return. I was pleased to see that Geri’s medicine had done some good, and her coughing was much lessened. And I was happy that they returned well before my dinner time. And, if I were determined to live up to my billing as The Best Dog in the World, I should be very pleased that they enjoyed their outing so much. They told me about the lunch they had, oyster sandwiches with a baked potato, all for $5.99! I guess that’s pretty good, but it’s a lot more than my lunch costs. Then they went into Savannah and got on a trolley tour of the city. They were agreed that Savannah is the prettiest city in the country, and they want to come back and spend several weeks here. Swell. But if they’re going to do that, they’d better find some dog-friendly venues to visit, or I’ll start feeling unloved by the populace of the city. I’m sure they don’t want that to happen.
I got my dinner, a pleasant walk with Don, then another good walk with Geri, resulting in getting some well-deserved attention from a few other Park residents. Don was cooking his famous meatball soup, and I got some very nice plates after dinner. Tomorrow, on the road again, to a place call Beaufort, in another state, South Carolina. I didn’t know there were so many states! Geri and Don have a friend in Beaufort, a man called Les. I hope he likes me!