Farley here.
I had a dream last night, and I thought you’d like to see what I look like in my dream.
I dreamt about the Bahamas and sailing on my Lagoon 380 catamaran (with my humans of course).
Why am I dreaming? My papers arrived. Here’s how it works. Kristina sends $10 to the Bahamas with a form telling the lovely Bahamian people all about me. Then they decide whether I can enter the country, and I’m so wonderful I don’t see how they could refuse.
They mail back my visa along with a receipt for the $10, that’s US dollars by they way.
Right before we sail to the Bahamas from Florida I have to go to a vet. I don’t really like this part, but I have to have a health certificate. That doesn’t seem fair because my humans don’t need one.
Then we set sail across the Gulf Stream. I don’t like sailing overnight. I just can’t go to bed until Kristina does and she likes the midnight to 4 am shift. I try to convince my humans to only sail to Bimini. We can get there before dark and I get a good night sleep.
Once we arrive, my humans visit customs with my papers and then I’m set for the season. It’s a great deal – $10 for an entire year.
Now all I have to do is wait until November and we can get going.
Woof Woof.
