Wiley has been quite a good sport throughout this most recent boating adventure. Each day is something new!
During our anchor drill at Amelia Island, Steve came down from the fly bridge and saw Wiley crouched on the aft deck looking over the side with his eyes bugging out of his head. It was his first close encounter with the porpoises and he was sure that they were sea monsters! It made Steve laugh.
Most of the time when we are underway, Wiley stays below (inside the boat). At first he hid under the covers on the bed. Then he graduated to behind the recliner in the Main Salon. Each morning, even before we crank up the engines, he generally starts out behind the recliner, but then comes out after a short time to wander around or snooze on a chair. He seems to be adjusting to the engine noise and boat rocking.
About one mile before we reach Hilton Head, SC, Steve and I were on the flybridge and Steve said, “This navigation program is acting weird. Is that cat sitting on the computer down below?” Sure enough, I went downstairs and looked inside the cabin. There was Wiley sitting comfortably on the laptop keyboard. He looked at me like “What???” and was quite indignant when I gently removed him and put him on the settee.
If we are in calm water and I can keep an eye on him, we sometimes leave the cabin door open and let Wiley wander around outside while we are cruising along. He sometimes likes to sit on Steve’s lap and “help” him drive.
At the marinas, while under our “supervision”, Wiley occasionally jumps off for a brief stroll down the dock. He walks very tentatively and tries to be very brave, but so far, all we have to do is yell “Wiley!” and he hightails it back to boat. A dog barking on another boat does the trick, too!