The search

Off an adventure again. And this was the most boring one yet!

I am a scientific dog - a bluebird trail monitor and a semi-official loon monitor - and I led my Person and my aunt veecee on an adventure far out west to where the prairie used to live. It is all farm country now.

We searched high and low for loons. We stared long and hard. We were armed with clipboards, sharp pencils, and one of us with unusual gifts of perception. (I don't want my Person and my aunt arm wrestling over this one so I will tell you now that last reference is to me.)

There were no loons! We saw cormorants, and a bald eagle sail in for a catch. We saw kingbirds and killdeer (I hope they don't, and if they do I don't know how because they are tiny), we saw white pelicans and we saw black terns. We even saw a spotted dog with only three legs in working order but that's another story.

All in all we were skunked.

But I got ice cream and french fries and that almost made up for me having to ride in the back seat when I sure we would have done better if I had been in the passenger seat with the map. And I let some friendly ticks hitch a ride east with me. Who knows - maybe they were loon monitors on an adventure of their own.