How to puke, crawl, slide and meow for 3000 miles aka: The Moncurs move to Alaska

Installment 2 of 3

So we got the crawling and sliding part covered but I guess you are all wondering "When does the puke come?" That would be around the corners of Yakima, WA on day two of the trek to Seattle.

After a quick visit to my Kennewick cousins we were on the road for the last 4.5 hours to Seattle. Should be a breeze after day 1’s ordeal right. We trek longer than this on a regular basis. I have personally driven the road to Seattle 4 times in the last 7 years. Twice with my mother. We were looking forward to a home cooked meal at yet another cousin’s house (I am related to half the state I promise). Until we reached Yakima. Like an hour down the road Olivia says “I think I am going to puke.” We grab the trusty puke bucket packed along on all Moncur journeys for just such an occasion, but not before she let loose.

We pulled over on some farm exit with no services (I know my New Yorkers have no clue what a farm exit is but in the wild wild west they do exist). Stripped the poor girl, wiped up everything and threw it all in our trusty Wal-mart bags also always packed for just such occasions.
She puked a few more times but always with the bucket and we have learned to line the bucket with said Wal-mart bags so clean up is as easy as throwing it out the window at 75 mph. Kidding. We find a trash at a rest area.

We got to Cousin Brian and Bernie’s house hopeful that all was well. Until she puked in the driveway.

Gave her a bath. Used Bernie’s washer and were again hopeful. Until we ran to the closest toilet and just made it.

We were again hopeful. Until she puked on the hardwood in front of the bathroom.

Oh but we weren’t the worst mess, believe it or not. My cousins’ son and his girlfriend brought 2 little dogs with them. One was in heat and one was the stud. Champ was in the house when they got there and little stud dog got a major case of jealous and started peeing all over the house! Champ could have cared less. My cousin Tom, had Champ occupied with a serious belly rub and he was fine. But stud dog had to go to the garage.

What finally stopped the pukes? Ginger ale. Olivia sipped a glass over the course of an hour while we ate ice cream and she was great! Got her color back. Stopped puking and did great all through the flight the next day.

And that my friends is where the meowing part comes in. You won’t want to miss it so stay tuned!