CLIFF HANGER

Sorry I left you kinda hanging on the whole cliff story. Here goes...

It was Dutch's birthday. We hadn't been hiking or done anything fun in like FOREVER so I figured I might have a chance at guilting my human into taking us somewhere. Y'know, since it was Dutch's special day and all. 

I knew she'd say all our usual hike-hikes are too long so I guilted suggested we take a short stroll at beach. I didn't think she'd go for it, but never hurts to try. Right? Well, my plan worked. After snarfing down our birthday cupcakes, my human surprised us with a trip to the harbor near Half Moon Bay. We used to go there all the time with the crazy labrador brothers and it's one of Dutch's favorite places on earth. 

Mission accomplished. Go me.

So we go for our walk. Dutch runs around, I sneak a snack of poop, my human relaxes in the sun. Everybody's happy. And then... I kinda fall off a cliff. Yeah. Just like that. One minute I'm walking along a trail, next thing you know I'm... well... doing this:

Yeah. Remember that sign from yesterday? The one about unstable cliffs and people and dogs falling off them? Well, it wasn't anywhere near where we were, but it was still right.  

Ok. So there I am on the side of this cliff. The ocean is waaaaay down at the bottom and Dutch and my human are still up at the top. My human does not look happy anymore. Or relaxed. Definitely not relaxed.  It's kinda windy (and I'm down a cliff) so even though she's obviously yelling, I can't hear a single word she is saying. 

Does she want me to stay? Come? Sit?? I try to do all of those things but none of them work because every time I move, the cliff falls apart and I fall down. By now, I'm starting to get kinda freaked out and I'm pretty sure my human is too. She's still yelling things I can't hear so I pretend she's saying things like fresh hot bacon!! and lots of cookies!! because it makes me feel better about the whole cliff thing. I close my eyes and think about the bacon and the cookies. Lots and lots of cookies.

When I open my eyes, my human is gone.

Yup. Gone. I can't see her or not-hear or anything. Being stuck on the side of a big scary cliff is bad enough, but being stuck on the side of a big scary cliff ALONE? Not good. So I start cackling. Still no human. Cackle some more, nothing. Not even Dutch. Just me, the scary cliff and the ocean waaaay down below.

Cackle cackle cackle...

Now, I hate to do this to you two days in a row but you'll have to wait til tomorrow for the rest of the story. My human promised Dutch he could tell this part since he was on top of the cliff and where it all happened. Unfortunately His Princess is too busy napping right now to tell you about anything. But here's a hint:

See you tomorrow!