Tarantula Pippilotta Gasolina Scorpio Mc Junior. A.k.a Tara, was born in a gas station in Lago Agrio, Ecuador, a small town bordering Colombia at the edge of the Amazon forest. She joined the team of Nonurbia when she was only one and a half months old and has been traveling with her humans Sarah and Erdem for a year now. You can follow them @nonurbia on Instagram, Facebook and nonurbia.com on their blog.
Porter and I are super excited to be hitting the road ourselves in just ONE WEEK! But we will keep sharing interviews from our fellow, traveling dogs. Next up is Malta of From Here until There. Malta and her family are currently in Mexico and we hope to be meeting her in person shortly.
By Porter ~
Lately, I’m feeling a little bit nervous. It has been a year of upheaval for our little pack, and I have a feeling another BIG change is coming soon. Mom and dad just keep getting RID OF STUFF! Now, all the important stuff remains. Aspen and I still have our bowls and pads and rain jackets, much needed during these last few days. But it seems like we now live in a mostly empty house. It’s already a much smaller house than we left a few months ago and nearly all the rooms are empty…. as in totally empty!
As we are on the final countdown to our own life on the road, we continue to enjoy bringing you stories of other pups out there roaming the world with their parents. Next up, Emma of Together we Roam! Welcome Emma.
Please offer up a short blurb about who you are? Age? Who else is in your family?
Most say that I’m a Mini Aussie, I personally like to consider myself human. I hear my Mom say I’ll be 5 in January, feels more like 35 to me.
I’m currently living the #vandog life with my Mom and her main man – Parker. Don’t tell Mom, but I usually favor him. Most days are chalk full of naps on the bed in the back, but it’s the hiking and beach days that I love the most. That fresh salty sand on your paws … nothing beats it!!
For the Holidays we are heading back to NJ to visit Grandma, Grandpa, Sairy (12 yo Springer Spaniel) and Remi (5 yo Aussie) as well as various other barnyard animals. Remi and I share a language that is unknown to most. No one else seems to understand why I chase after him while biting at the scruff of his neck, but he does. I’d even go as far to say that he likes it!! I think we’ll also see my cousin Tela (5 yo Springer Spaniel) during Thanksgiving. She’s traveling down from Vermont.
By Porter ~
As our faithful readers know, we often camp with our uncles Ron and Dario. We just love them and were super excited when mom told us we would be spending the weekend with them at Stub Stewart Memorial Park! What we didn’t know, what was a HUGE surprise to us, is that this time they brought their own pup, Blake.
By Porter ~
Our life has been changed up since mom and dad sold our house and we moved into town. In some ways, Aspen and I aren’t quite as happy. Without our dog door and big yard to roam, our days are spent either lounging on the bed and couch in the house, or on the back deck, both fine options but not delivering the energy release of our former life. Aspen, definitely an outdoor dog, misses being able to spend her evenings lounging on the grass in the front yard. In addition, I am almost always on the leash as we walk through neighborhoods rather than racing about our two acres.
Last weekend mom & dad brought us to the lake. Not just any lake, but a lake where our group had our own little beach. A lake that was only a foot or so deep for a very long ways into the water. A lake where I got to swim and fetch and nap and roll in the sand and do it all over again. A lake where mom and dad left me off leash nearly all weekend, and even Porter got to spend time frolicking free. In other words. Doggie Nirvana.
By Porter ~
I love my adopted sister, Aspen, I really do. But I do NOT understand what is with that dogs crazy desire to escape our own personal doggie nirvana. I mean, we have 2 lush acres to roam, several sheds to loaf under, our private swimming pool, AND a dog door into the climate controlled house where comfy pads call out for naps. I even have my very own shavings pile that mom put under cover but near the driveway so I can stay warm and dry while I wait for them to come home. And yet, yesterday Aspen decided digging under the blackberry bushes to get into the neighbors horse pasture was a good idea.