Sunday, December 6, 2009

Day 3

Otis Log--Day 3

Busy day on the island today. Woke early and heard a familiar voice from the odd machine the Captain sits in front of--the voice was my Papa, but I am still confused as to if it was coming from the machine. The little round thing the Captain kept showing me had something to do with the voice, but I did not fully comprehend.

The Captain then took me on the morning tour of the island, going all the way down this long street filled with trees. The Captain told me today, that we would always walk at least that far, no matter what. I do love the walk and hope the Captain keeps her word. She left for a bit while I rested, free to roam the house, only to return covered in mud and smelling of sweet but full of joy and singing. I was confused when she put her foot coverings in the sink where she sometimes washes carrots for me, but well, she is the Captain and I trust her.

Later in the morning a man came through the house similar to yesterday. I took my tug toy and threw it at his feet. He played with me some but the Captain said something about a rule of only playing on the rug and something about my feet. What is wrong with my feet? I threw the toy at her a lot when he left.

Then, a woman came over by the title of Kerry and I do believe she was carrying a baby human inside her. I could sense it and was especially gentle and good to her. She sat on my favorite resting place, this brown soft leather rectangular bed, and I layed my head near her and then layed on top of the Captain. I don't want her to catch the baby human illness.

After a walk in another cold rain (I believe this is two in three days on the island), I was left to roam the house for several hours while the Captain left. I cannot report what I did while she was gone, but I was good and put the house back in order before she returned. She told me that she was at another island with Anne and Jason and I would see them again soon. She said something about showing them how to put lights on a tree?

Then, when we went out for a final walk around the island, I was surprised to find my favorite white substance covering the ground and my feet! I left for joy. A car entered the island area around the house, but I was calm and greeted the new humans Tai and Kay (or Kim) gently and I do believe they too have fallen in love with me. They have catlike dogs that they call Chiwawas or something-I hear they are good with A-1 sauce. I played and am now longing looking at the large human bed, but the Captain only pets my head and tells me I am loved.

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