Bunny here at the keyboard to share our weekend adventure with you.
You might have read on Saturday about how Morgan and I had a disagreement. I’m not going to lie, sometimes her pushiness doesn’t sit well with me, and sometimes I have to tell her so. I was a bit put out with her, but when Mom and Dad said “hiking” on Saturday morning, I was all ears.
Morgan is my hiking buddy, and she was going, too. Mom and Dad got our gear and loaded it up so we could go on our adventure. I was all too happy to get ready to go and I had no plans on missing the fun. Morgan rides in the crate and I have my seat. Soon, we were on our way back to Starved Rock because Dad wanted to see how the waterfall had changed over the past nineteen days.
We got there and the parking lot was full. That’s usually a sign that there will be a lot of people on the trails. Dad had a talk with Morgan. I stood at the ready with Mom. Soon enough, we were on the trail. It was an unusually warm winter day and there was a lot of mud and water on top of the ice in the creek. It was rather interesting to see.
As we walked down the trail, we met some people and there were even some other dogs. I was happy to see them and I was hoping Morgan wouldn’t embarrass us do something that would make Dad say we were all going back to the van. As a group of people walked by with a Beagle, that rude little dog started barking and lunging at me. They were followed by a lady with a little dog on a Flexi Lead who was barking so rudely that the woman was holding it off the ground by the Flexi. Morgan barked once at the dog as it tried to get me and the dog scurried off down the trail.
A little further on, we ran into a group of Boy Scouts. I don’t know about any of you, but every time we see Boy Scouts, no good comes of it. They were running wild, breaking the ice and sliding around and carrying on like fools. The humans who were supposed to be watching them were not paying them a bit of attention. Fortunately, when they came down by us, Morgan gave them a look and they left us alone.
As we got close to the waterfall, more people began to admire me. I am a big fan of attention, but sometimes I just want to sniff the smells and see the sights. I decided after a bit to go up on the rocks with Morgan. We had a good view and I felt like I could really breathe in the fresh air. The waterfall was pretty, but the bottom part of it had fallen off and it was reforming again. That’s okay, it gets more interesting every time it forms.
I have to say that it was a fun hike and I’m glad we had Morgan along. She can scare people off sometimes, but she also keeps us safe. Nobody will bother us when she’s along. It’s also fun to have someone along who enjoys being out in nature as much as I do. It’s more fun to have friends than to be mad. We may not always see eye to eye on things, but I think it’s worth it to have Morgan along for the fun.