Chantelle's big Adventure

And she's off! Chantelle packed the new little car and left in a flurry of waving paws (Clem is disgusted not to be in the vehicle and refused to wave) on her way to Fredericton with a planned side trip to visit with Shelagh. The visit was great and Chantelle reported that Shelagh's verbal progress was amazing. She hadn't been to see her in a couple of months so is a good barometer. The departure was early and she made it to Tatamagouche without incident. And the adventure began . . . Chantelle is famous for her lack of directional ability - that translates to 'she can get lost in a paper bag'. Rather than remembering Ken's admonishment to stay on the Sunrise Trail to Amherst, Chantelle opted to listen to the GPS. That took her somewhere no reasonable person had gone before. Turning up a side road, she was met eventually with a dirt road; continuing on, she encountered what was little more than a cow path and finally connected to another dirt road with power lines (that one looked good to her so you can imagine what the cow path was like). Eventually we got a call mid-afternoon that she had found Moncton (that would be six hours after she left for what should have been a three and a half hour trip to that point). She did eventually make it to her rented cottage and with only one mishap found her way to the show site as well. Now, how she could possibly have gone to Fredericton when the show site is on the same road the cottage is on and Fredericton is on the opposite side of a very large river is beyond even my imagination but hope springs eternal that now that she has found the show site once she will be able to repeat that feat with fewer adventures. Ken and Lee manned Regalridge and had a good day with the dogs and the property. Ken planted new shrubs to further his goal of living in a forest and Lee looked after the house.
The kennel is stable and the dogs are happy. Old Brandi is in charge of her environment and harbours no intruders. Roddi and Ruari are running number three run and love their vacation home. They are convinced that the Cirneco is something Warren ordered just for their benefit and hope that she will go home with them. She races around the perimeter of their yard, leaping over them like a gazelle and with the two little white blurs in hot pursuit. She does about 6 laps for their 1/2 but they are positive they are winning the race. KC and Anjin now are doing 'boy things' in number four run. Winnie departed (with a hoarse yodel) with the boys waving her on her way. Ancient Bailey Golden arrived last night. Bailey has been with us for over a decade off and on and settles in happily. She loves other dogs and will be delighted with her options for the next few days.
The housedogs were happy supervising the people. Nick was a bit torn between the house and the yard but the rest settled happily into their routines. And now for the news. Abigail Australian made her way to the house. She found her way in and has become 'one of the Norwich' in the kitchen and the den. Shelagh will be pleased.