The journey

The humans have this corny saying:

 “It’s not the destination that matters, but the journey”. 

They take this very seriously.

Sometimes they invite me along for drives to the 

Pick ‘n Pay. That’s it.

Yes, the 5 minutes of fresh air is glorious; 

but let’s not kid ourselves.

They gather new music, buy snacks and play games

in the car; convincing each other that getting there

is just as fun as being there.

Even when they’ve finally reached a destination

 - like the beach -  they will carry on walking, 

in search of a new one.

Silly humans. 

The Adventure 

Place: The open road

Map: Wherever you're going

Activities 

- Me:  Hanging out the window, enjoying the wind 

in my face, barking at cars, maneuvering my way to 

the driver’s seat.

- Humans: Keeping the car on the road, 

listening to music, playing Eye Spy or Car Cricket,

sending me to the back seat.

Grey Dam

Grey Dam; Grahamstown’s local watering hole.

On sunny afternoons (especially weekends and holidays) you will find drinking, braaiing and loud music oozing from “carbars”. 

This usually means there are yummy chicken bones lying around everywhere.  

I never actually get to eat them. The one human always sticks her hand in my mouth and flings them away. 

She’s gross. And a bit mean.

But, I do like it when she invites me along for walks and jogs to this dam. 

I don’t appreciate the photos of me looking like a wet towel though.

That’s why, when we get home, I like to jump on her clean bed and play dead.

The Adventure 

Place: Grey Dam, Grahamstown, Eastern Cape.

Map: link

Activities: 

• Me:  Running, barking, swimming, playing fetch, scrounging for bones.
• Humans: Walking, jogging, cycling, swimming, braaiing, picnics, stealing my chicken bones.