Day 2 in Seattle was much better. I got to taste a new bagel and visit pretty much every park Seattle trying to find the perfect spot for pug shooting. Washington, Discovery, Volunteer, Cal Anderson, Kerry and Magnus-something. So many parks!
We'd probably still be driving around if Google hadn't told us about a place called Bhy Kracke. My human says it's the perfect place, even if the name does sound make it sound like a place to buy drugs.
Just when I thought all the Droid drama was over, we got some crazy good news. Old Droid is safe! 173 miles away in Portland with a superhero named Chris, but safe.
Super Chris found Droid lying in the parking lot of the store my human ran into for our water --- after she drove off with poor Droid sitting on Mazda's roof. Uh huh. A skinny armed jerk didn't steal Droid. My gimpy brained human did!
Ok, technically I guess she lost Droid. But still. It was all her fault.
Lucky for us, Chris is super AND awesome. He called the in-case-of-emergency number in Droid's phone book (my human's mom in New Jersey) to let us know everything was ok. How awesome is that.
Go Super Chris!
We're going to stop in Portland on our way home next week to Droid back and I'm thinking we should get something for Super Chris. Y'know, to say thanks for being so awesome. I wonder if he'd like some bacon. All dudes like bacon, right?
Oh yeah. And those pictures I couldn't show you other day because Droid was missing? Also safe. My human is so busted.