Day 11

Today we entered the double digit days on the Island without my Papa. The Captain and I went on a longer island tour than usual this am and then I had a wonderful surprise--Nesta, the most beautiful grey woman from the island, came over and stayed with us for over 3 hours. It was heaven! The Captain walked us to the park where we played and played. The whole way there we leaned in to one another and snuck kisses and nosed each other, I think the captain saw us but she didn't say anything. When we got home we played more but the Captain would make us sit next to her if we got too excited.

Once Nesta took the ferry home, I rested in my metal house ( even though the door was open) while the Captain went out on a faster tour of the island muttering things about tempo, watch, and rain coming. She must be able to predict the weather because it is raining hard again. I don't mind the sprinkles, but these cold big rain drops chill me and I dart about when the Captain takes me outside. The streets are flooding and I don't like getting my paws wet. I like it much better when it is the big white flakes falling from the sky. I am really tired from my big day, so I am just going to lay on the rectangular leather bed next to the Captain for a while.