This may give away the end of my tale – for those who haven’t figured it out yet – but I just had to share. Having no home really isn’t all that bad. I fell asleep next to Dozer, petting him while listening to Silent Night. His adorable face was the last I saw on Christmas Eve and the first I saw on Christmas morning. I even woke up to…
Where was I? Oh, right Canada, eh! The land of snow, hockey, beer, Tim Horton’s, and curling. I jumped on the convenient Banff Airporter bus in Calgary and jumped off in Canmore. Luckily a friendly couple gave me a ride to The Hostel Bear, where I unloaded and showered before heading over to the Snowy Owl office for my “interview.” I was happy it was one of those informal interviews…