Elmo Report

May 24, 2006

Elmo has settled in to the pace of the Journey. He likes his bed in the car stuffed between the ice chest, tent polls and camping chairs, the head rest of Annie’s seat and the door. He loves the tent and his bed there. I think he would sleep later than any of us.

He does have one complaint: the leash. He is required to be on leash everywhere we have gone. Elmo has expressed his displeasure by twice chewing apart the new self-retracting leash. It is now tied to one of his old leashes. I tried to explain the rules to Elmo and even showed him one of the signs. It didn’t help. Annie has convinced him that he is not really a dog. Oh, he also insisted on being friendly to the Japanese tourists while we were walking around Lake Louise. He did not seem to understand that they were more interested in their photography than petting a cute dog like Elmo.

I am trying to be as much like Elmo as possible. And I am doing much better than I ever imagined at taking what each day has to offer. However, I refuse to eat moose pellets.