The original mom and the original girl came to visit.  I think they came just to get me on the #*(@()! boat.  Sorry for the harsh word.  I’m feeling a bit conned.  Well, more like very conned.  I am not a boating dog.  I’ve already said that.  They should have listened.

The mom got on the boat and pretended she was having a good time.  And then the original girl left a trail of food down the dock and to the boat.  What am I?  Hansel?  Uh, no.  

Well, maybe I am Hansel.  Just a bit.  I was hungry, ok?!?

Very hungry.  

Not quite sure I’m hungry enough for this.   

Nope, not going to do it.  

Dang it.  Maybe I am that hungry.  

But this boat sounds so weird.  And feels so weird.  Why would you ever want to get me on this darn boat.  I like land! 

Seriously.  This place doesn’t look that interesting.  I’ll just back out.

Do’h!  The original mom showed up.   With food.  Darn.  Don’t judge.  I was hungry.  Ok.  They didn’t win.  I did.

Well, maybe then won a little bit.  But I still got my food.  And that’s the best win ever.  

I thought the day was done and they would let me be at peace.  Not a freakin’ chance.  UGH!  They decided they wanted to get me on the big boat.  Now I think they were just showing off at how good they are at conning me.    I played along.   They got me in the boat.  

But I kinda had the last laugh.  I gave them a hard time about getting off the boat.  HA!  That will teach them. 

Not really.  It won’t teach them.  They kept feeding me on the boat all weekend.  I got used to it.  

And am now ok with the little boat.  In fact, it’s pretty cool.    Ships ahoy!