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Welcome to Bangor: Three dogs, two cats and a bottle of Champagne Part 2

11/28/2012

No, it wasn’t the Bangor police, it was Nate.

Nate is a University of Maine professor who lived just a few blocks away in the Tree Streets neighborhood. He was part of the interview team that hired Jen and I met him during our spring visit to Bangor. Apparently Jen had notified Nate of our late arrival. Being the nice guy that he is and a true ambassador of all things Maine, he brought a bottle of champagne to celebrate our first night in town.

Unfortunately, his welcome wagon slammed head-on into our circus sideshow.

“What’s going on?” he said.

I filled him in on the chaos. He was crestfallen, like somebody had just smashed his champagne bottle.

“You’re never going to catch that cat,” he said. “They only come back when they want to.”

Nate also told me tens of thousands of people were attending a downtown Bangor riverfront music festival had booked area hotels for miles. A call to the Super 8 confirmed this fact. We looked for the cat awhile, a white one, but he darted in and out of the street lights and parked cars, staying just out of our reach.

There wasn’t much more Nate could do….

About this time, Ammon, one of the caretakers, showed up in the driveway.

Ammon seemed calm and ready to help. A 20-something dog whisperer with a curly hair and an easy smile. He met Jen outside the house and the two of them put together a plan: The dogs knew Ammon. They were naturally friendly. Ammon would be able to calm the dogs down and introduce them to Jen. Once they got used to visitors, I would be able to haul our bags to the third floor guest quarters without losing a leg.

The plan worked.

The dogs settled down and we were able to find our way inside the house.

The cluttered room came equipped with a pair of antique dressers and chairs, large windows with lots of wood trim, faded old wall paper with enormous designs and a creaky old bed that – for one night at least – would be the most comfortable in the world.

The next morning we decided turn the house back over to the dogs. The music festival was over so we were able to check into the new Hollywood Slots Casino in downtown Bangor. Big screen TV, king-sized bed, an ironing board …. and no dogs.

Oh yeah, and the cat came home the next day.

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2 Comments
  1. John Freed permalink

    Great story and very well told!

  2. Like with high school students, Maine’s got to test you before it can trust you đŸ˜‰ What an adventure!

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