THE WEIRS TIMES & THE COCHECO TIMES, Thursday, May 26, 2011 Formerly & Everywhere! RFD# to the gulf stream waters 3 to the New York Island by Lorrie Baird
How We Lost Our Dog Three Times in One Day
by Lorrie Baird So here we were, head-
ing back up the coast to New Hampshire but the day was not going well. Because we travel with two little dogs our choice of motels is limited. We slept in the worst of the lot the night before and got up at 5 a.m. because the “bed” which felt like it was made out of horse hair and straw hadn’t seen better days since the inquisition. We couldn’t wait to get out of there. Little Dually obviously shared our feelings be- cause when Jim left the motel door ajar to go pack the car, Dually sneaked
out. I was frantically look- ing for him while Dually streaked up and down the motel corridor with wild abandon. We know this because Jim caught the fugitive in action when he came back in. With both Chihuahuas
in tow we couldn’t wait to hit the road. Five min- utes into the ride I felt an itch on the back of my neck and came up with a black bug on my finger that looked exactly like the bedbugs I’d seen on TV! Now before I go any further you’ve got to know that I am absolutely paranoid about crawl- ing things that feed off body fluids. The biggest, hairiest spider or scorpion
leaves me unimpressed but the thought of being infested with bedbugs or lice makes me crazy. That’s why whenever we enter a motel room I in- sist on going in first and inspecting the bed and surroundings thoroughly with a flashlight before deeming the room safe to inhabit. Screaming hysterically
I tossed the bug on the car floor before getting a good look at it. A can of “OFF” was in the door beside me. I emptied half the can on the car rug knowing that if this was a bedbug it was laughing at me. Still, with arms flailing and feet stomping I kept spraying enough
bug dope to bring Swamp Thing to his knees all the while screaming away. Meanwhile, Jim is try- ing to negotiate highway rush hour traffic while I’m hysterical, the dogs are gagging and commuters are offering up half of the peace sign to us. Jim, shifting into crises mode, calmly announced that we were getting off at the next exit and he’d deal with it then. “It’s too late! There’s never ONE Jim. Never! And with our luck they’re all pregnant!” We parked and franti-
cally pulled Chica’s bed apart because she spent the night on the floor. We didn’t find anything but bagged the contents any-
way. We pulled everything out of the back seat and came up bug-less. Hys- terics over, I immediately formed a game plan: 1. Call the motel and inform them. 2. Before arriving at our next destination everything was going into a hot Laundromat dryer for at least 30 minutes. 3. Take every precaution not to bring anything into our RV at camp until we knew it was uncontaminated. And to think…before this my only concern was if mice had invaded our unoccupied RV over the winter. We called the motel but
the manager wasn’t in yet. It was an agonizing SeeBAIRD on 34
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