tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103604950446394875.post-40570771638006781792008-07-02T09:29:00.002-04:002008-07-02T09:49:15.021-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OJpMdtau7s8/SGuHND6YdwI/AAAAAAAAACo/4U0HA7nLvUA/s1600-h/August+2007+093.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OJpMdtau7s8/SGuHND6YdwI/AAAAAAAAACo/4U0HA7nLvUA/s320/August+2007+093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218413251697080066" border="0" /></a><br />Only a few days left and we should be on our way. Lists are being made and items being gathered to move to the boat. It is quite a serious adventure for us since the longest cruise we have taken was short of three weeks. A sailboat is small quarters for two adults and one dog.<br /><br />Ernie, our dog gets super excited when we go to the boat. He is a good sailor, but doesn't take too well in high winds and excessive heeling. Ruth had the vet prescribe an anti-anxiety medication to calm him down. The last time we crossed the lake in bad weather, he panted for almost two hours. Maybe we should have tried a brown bag to prevent hyperventilation.Dry Sailorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14603737682819790683noreply@blogger.com