Wagons Hooo! Bea's Final Revenge

We saw a lot of amazing sites on this trip and it really caused us all to think about the heritage of this great country we live in but it was now time for this journey to come to an end.

We parted from the grandparents at the northeastern corner of Oregon and set out for a grueling 8 hour drive to our abode for the next week - a pet friendly hotel in Tukwila, WA...our new home wouldn't be ready to move into so we had to stay there.

Everyone was tired and cranky but we got checked in to two rooms at the hotel; Joel and I in one room, Sara, Jake, Ezra-the-crap-happy-cat, Griffeth-the-breathe-and-shed-50 lbs-of hair-dog, and of course, Beatrix-the-plugged-up-gigantasaurus-rottie in the other room.

After everyone was settled into their rooms, we decided to go out to eat. We were driving along a busy road when Sara screamed, "GROSS!!! A naked man!!!! Don't look Jacob!!!" So of course we ALL looked. Gross. A naked man....What a weirdo. This doughy man was standing in front of his floor length window of his hotel room letting all the world in on his shortcomings...if ya know what I mean. One more crack in Sara's delicate mental condition. She was traumatized for sure.

After dinner we took the dogs on for a walk. Beatrix was still plugged up but seemed to be in fine spirits.

At about midnight I received a frantic call from Sara, "Mom!!! Beatrix just crapped all over the place!! It's everywhere!!! Please help!!!" It was the grossest thing I have ever seen or smelled. We were all gagging. We're talkin' floor, walls, door, there may have even been some on the ceiling...can't remember cuz I tried to block it out.... Somehow we managed to clean it all up but it was only the tip of the iceberg. Beatrix was open, wide open and the revenge was hers indeed. All through that night she had to be taken out every 5 minutes or so and if they didn't do it in time...well...I went back to my room after cleaning up and then I would get frantic calls of, "Mom I can't take it! There's crap and hair everywhere! Jacob keeps farting and the cat will not stop pooping in his litter box!!" or "Mom I can't take it! Sara keeps whining at me and blaming me for Ezra's cat box and her stupid dog is shedding everywhere and Beatrix REEKS!!!" After awhile, Joel and I just stopped answering the phone. We tried to hide...but they already knew our room number.

We took Bea into the vet as soon as they had an opening. It took a while for the meds to take effect but the memory of that night lingered, and I do mean LINGERED on for the remainder of our time in that hotel. I have never been so happy to move into a new house in my life!!!!

Well folks, there ends the story of Wagons Hooo! I'm sure you're all relieved - and I'm sure it was boring for those of you who suffered throught the reading - but it was fun for me to go down that memory lane! We still have Griff and Ezra with us but sadly, Beatrix died on Sept. 6th, 2005. Man do we miss that girl.