Chet The Dog

Archive for December, 2009

St. Lucia (Continued)

Today we went deep sea fishing and caught nada. Bernie and the boat guy had a great time, passing a bottle back and forth. Dolphins were all around, jumping out of the water. Were they having fun or what? If I wasn’t who I am, I wouldn’t mind being a dolphin.

St. Lucia Confessions

Suzie and I went for a walk today. Suzie’s the greatest! It was pretty hot but she went fast and wasn’t even sweating. After a while she stopped in front of some real strange-looking flowers. “These are called Love-Lies-Bleeding, Chet,” she said. She stared at them for a long time. Then she said, “Bernie’s a good man.”

Well, I knew that, of course. And what that had to do with those flowers is anybody’s guess.

One Week Until Thereby Hangs A Tail

These opossums are quick little dudes. They also call them manicous here in St. Lucia. We rented a car, me and Bernie, to pick up Suzie at the airport. They drive on the other side of the road here. Took Bernie some time to get the hang of it. Maybe he actually needs a little more time. 

Today: a hike. 

Thanks, B. Stover – yes, Colonel Bob flew us down.

What Can I Tell You?

We seem to be in this place called St. Lucia. How did we get here? In a plane, flown by Bernie’s buddy from the war. Can’t think of his name but he’s a great guy and he’s in Thereby Hangs A Tail. It’s amazing here. I met Dixie at this cocoa plantation – something about chocolate, don’t ask me. Dixie’s a member of the nation within the nation, which is bigger than I thought. We took a hike up a steep green mountain, swam under a waterfall. I picked up the snake smell a few times but didn’t see any. Opossums – that’s another story.