Darn this Island got really hot today. Where did all that great white stuff go?? I liked it better. Seems it is true, I think Papa is gone again and Captain is in charge even though I gotta watch her. I just don't trust she can protect herself. Though she is armed and dangerous with that nasty tasting bitter apple stuff in the sprayer. She sprayed it all over the new rug I thought Papa bought for me to nibble on.
I know we are back to Captain's way because the ferry drivers came with my boxy gal Mia. I sure missed her. We were so happy to see each other and walk together, even if if was in the mid 80s. Thank goodness for the queen ferry driver too cuz she knew this dead bug on my face was a tick and not so much the growth Captain and Papa thought it was. I was so glad she removed it that I just rested my head in her hand while she pulled it out. Ahhh.
Back to eatin my bone and lovin on my Easter bunny. Captain put me to bed with a song, but I am not tired. I want to know my Papa is okay and am restless.
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