Farley Here,
I’m a dog who knows how to get what I want, and what I want today is to go to he beach and watch my human friends kite.
As you know, I don’t use words, but I can use body language to get what I want.
I jump off Mattina and onto the kite gear. My thought, they can’t kite it I’m sitting on the gear, so they have to take me with them.
Don’t I look evil? There is no way they can refuse. And they don’t.
Off to the beach I go. I love humans.
Woof Woof.
Farley Here,
I think summer is coming to the Bahamas and the heat is exhausting. Kristina makes me get up early to go for a run. She says this is for me – ha ha – so that I don’t overheat. I know who it’s really for, and I don’t like to get up early.
As you can see, the rest of the day is spent napping 🙂
Woof Woof
ps. I know it’s Saturday but Kristina said the we had not internet access yesterday, so Farley’s Friday is one day late…
Farley here,
My human is home.
Playing on the beach, I heard a noise. I know that voice, I thought. I looked left, looked right and there she was. Yay.
I’m was soooo happy I jumped on her. Now, I’m not allowed to jump on people, but I could see Kristina felt guilty about leaving me, so she hugged me instead of telling me to sit. I still don’t get where she went. Humans are strange sometimes.
Life is good again.
Woof Woof.
Farley here,
I’m soooo sad. I don’t understand what’s happened. My human is gone. Where? I just don’t know.
I watched her leave. She got in a dinghy of humans I don’t know very well, left our boat, and waved goodbye.
“Wait,” I bark. “Where are you going?”
I’m very suspicious because she has a suitcase with her. That can’t be good. And look how pathetic I look trying to get her to stay.
I howl my best howl, and she waves and tells me to be good.
Matt, my other human, whom I love, but he doesn’t baby me like Kristina does, is doing his best to keep me happy. I didn’t eat dinner the first night. I thought that might make Matt get her back, but when that didn’t work, I ate anyway. I was just too hungry. I’ll need to try something else to make Matt understand.
But where – oh – where is Kristina?
And when will she come home? Matt keeps saying soon, but what does that mean? I’m soooo sad.
Woof Woof, Boo Hoo.
Farley here,
So Kristina left the dock in a dingy. Matt went to help a friend. So what’s A dog to do, I ask you. I’m alone on my Lagoon 380 getting bored.
I look over to the other dock, and there’s Jasper, wagging his tail, egging me on.
“Come over here,” he barks.
“I’m not allowed,” I answer.
“Why not?”
I think about that for a memento. Nothing comes to mind.
I jump off Mattina, and yeah I know Kristina told me to stay, but in my defence, I can only remember a command for few minutes. Then my brain gets distracted.
I run over to Jasper’s boat and get on board.
Then I remember I might get in trouble. Luckily there’s a cubby hole where the Africat people store life jackets and other things. I jump in, thinking it’s a great place to hide.
As you can see, busted! The human on the next boat saw me, took my photo and sent it to Kristina.
She loves me and smiled. She said, “At least you chose a boat with a dog.”
Woof Woof.
Farley here,
I don’t know why humans get so excited about sailing in 15 knots on a beam reach. So the boat is going 8.5 knots over ground. Why is everyone so happy?
Humans look like this when sailing. . .
Me – I’d rather be napping.
Woof Woof
Farley here.
Do you ever laugh at your friends? When I laugh, the resulting noise sounds like a bark combined with a howl.
So here’s my Friend For Life, Cali. She says she’s a Jack Russell, but really, does she look like one?
Now why am I laughing, you ask.
Is she wearing a diaper? Nope.
Is it some kind of new dog skirt I don’t know about? Nope.
It’s her harness.
She got crazy going after a lizard, got her harness stuck on a branch, didn’t care, kept chasing the lizard.
And what ended up happening? Her harness ended up on her bum. The humans were too busy laughing to help her, so there she sat, looking silly.
I’d never do that . . .
Woof Woof.
Farley Here,
Now I’m a dog who likes to take it easy on the beach. I like to dig a hole and drop myself into it. But just when I try to relax in my pit of sand, I see my pack coming.
I’m trying to look cool, as if I’m uninterested in the runners. Do you like my hat?
But you know me. I can’t help myself and I get excited.
“Stop running,” I bark. “Come and sit in this nice hole I dug for you.”
Kristina waves and yells, “Come.”
“No way,” I bark. “I’ve got a coconut to play with.”
No one stops, so what choice to I have but to join the run.
Okay, I’ll admit, I had fun.
Woof Woof.
Farley Here,
Jasper and his human, Libby, go ripping by my boat on their paddle board. Jasper is one of my Friend For Life dogs. And doesn’t he look cool out there? Who knew a Springer Spaniel could be so talented.
“Wait for me,” I bark.
Now I don’t have a paddle board. I’ve got a kayak, which I love, but this board thingy looks pretty fun.
“Wait for me,” I bark again, but Jasper and Libby glide on by as if they don’t understand what I’m saying.
What kind of friends are they? Okay, still my FFL, but really, he should invite me along when he’s having fun.
Woof Woof.
Farley here,
I’m a dog who is treated well and sometimes I’m a bit of a baby. The water may look flat, but that’s an illusion. We’re about to head around the corner of an island and into open seas – and I don’t like to get wet.
Did that last statement surprise you? I’m a dog who lives on a boat, spends hours every day on the beach, and my car is a dinghy. So what am I talking about? Seriously, getting wet annoys me. Kristina knows it. Sometimes she humours me – like in the photo above and holds me tight, but other times, she just says, “Suck it up, buttercup.”
“What does that mean?” I bark.
“You live on the ocean, pup,” she says.
The dinghy bounces and spray hits my face. Then I look my cutest and Kristina gives in, and you can see the results. I get to ride on her lap.
“Suck it up, buttercup,” I bark and make Kristina laugh.
Woof Woof . . .
