Part 1: The journey begins - I set my ears impatiently, something's happening. For the fourth time, the lady flew through the kitchen to add a strange-looking backpack. He was almost as big as her and heavy, probably because she used a few indiscriminate words when trying to get him to the door. The boy was probably like that. I even heard a few of those expressions about my name, so I decided to watch only her, at least she raises her legs every time she has to skip me.
My name is Bessi. I'm a Border Collie and I'm just going for a wonderful trip . So at least I think, given the hustle and bustle at home, though it's time to go to sleep. I accompany my mistress honestly, all of whom call Dita, every step of the way. What if they forgot about me here? True, it hasn't happened yet, but security is certainty. So I stick to her heels and I do not mind that she has already hit my paw three times in an effort to keep my feet. Well, something has to happen when he's so clumsy today.
But what about it? They go to sleep ??? Not possible! After all, they've set things up, so what's it doing? I want out!
I crawl to them underneath the bed. They didn't even come to an evening walk with me, these are morals. Of course no one sleeps. Nervousness breathes a tiny flat, and I am becoming more and more curious. Ha! It's finally here! They get up.
"Have you at least rested?" A man's voice comes from the bed. This is my owner Ivan.
"Like you," the blonde says dryly.
"That will be the way," they both wearily go to the bathroom while I step in front of the door. It comes to me as an eternity before it turns out of the apartment. It is dark outside. There is peace everywhere. Just in the parking lot under the yellow lamp, a familiar car's engine grows. Jéé! Grandma goes too! Zaraduji se. Not for a long time. Immediately after I duly greet her with a pile of swearing. That is the upbringing! I'd rather go under the passenger seat so I don't have to listen to the nonsense of muddy footsteps. Well, just try to miss those beautiful puddles when you beg for water! We stop after half an hour. My family pulls out their backpacks and says goodbye, Grandma doesn't go? Does not matter. With perfect desperation, I lick her face, at least she'll miss her.
I don't like the big building we walked into. On the one hand, it smells strangely here, a loud slash is heard everywhere and I have a leash on it. Well, dare you pull that basket! What did I do to you?
"Well, don't worry, I'm not gonna give you that until I have to," the maid reassures me. Anyway!
Stairs down, stairs up. We find ourselves on what island. Huge straight snakes surround him, but he smells different than I would expect. And the noise! Wait, this smell I know. Grandpa with grandmother! I plunge to meet them with the lady flaring at the end of my thong.
From the conversation of the bipeds I am starting to experience what is happening. Apparently we are waiting for a train to arrive at about half past one. I do not know how long it will be, but I certainly have to find a stick at the time so they have something to throw on the train. They say we're going a long time. The lady is afraid of where to walk me. On the contrary, the stick is bothering me, I can't find any here.
I'll set my ears. A rumbling sound is coming from a distance. Ha! It's going to be the train. I'm not completely unknown, we live near the station and go there for a while; Whistling is appalling. The lady is trying to cover my ears, but I don't have time for that. I'm too curious about what's coming. And I still need to get a tan stick, which is wrong on a short leash. Finally I give up and throw myself with the others on the uncomfortable stairs of that strange vehicle.
"Here's our coupe!" Hmm, it smells interesting, too. I run around for a tiny little room for a while, and then I prefer to get under the seat. Bipeds make comfort and discuss our journey. We are going through Slovakia, Hungary and Romania. We have to change several times and even wait for another train for six hours. Well, that's great! I'm going to get there!
The man comes in a suit, all showing tickets they have bought a week in advance. I just don't have one. In each state, the dog is different and have to deal with it individually. I don't care. Especially when I'm with the owners. It will definitely be an adventure, I think a moment before the regular rhythm of the tracks succeeds me.