Day 45

Captain tells me we are halfway to a visit from my Papa. I think we are both very excited but I might be most excited, I sure do miss him and the Captain is not as good at tug of war. She is best at snuggling though and as I write this is laying on my bed with me. She seems really worn out tonight so we came upstairs early and I barely got to see her today. She came home late saying something about voting, I have no idea what this is but don't think we four legged friends do it. I wonder what they base their votes on? If we four legged kind voted, we'd do it based on butt smells, but maybe the humans do too. Captain said sometimes politicians act like asses so it makes sense. She was also mumbling something about over a hundred laps around an inside track and something about two legged unattended brats. I wonder if she got dizzy running all those circles inside, I think she hated it, but I know why she did it--it is nasty out there today. I was touring the Island with one of my little four legged friends that lives downtown and the Queen ferry driver, Yana, and she and I totally agree that this wet cold stuff on my paws is not nearly as nice as the fluffy white stuff. Luckily, I was worn out from wading in the slush and passed another of the Captain's tests--the ferry drivers all forgot to shut my metal door all day today. I just curled up on my round overstuffed bed and slept in between tours. Captain was very very proud of me and did try to play tug of war even though she was tired. I wonder if that is why she is falling asleep as I write this?