We already knew she was certifiable, a dog with crazy eyes and habits like trying to climb a tree after a squirrel and rolling in the grass every chance she gets.

But now she’s legal for the islands – checked by the vet here in Fort Lauderdale, rabies, shots and health certificated (is that a word?) and micro-chipped for good measure.

The microchip is now required in the islands, which I didn’t know. It’s not a tracking GPS signal:), just identifies me as her mama should she get lost.

And the Bahamas requires her certificate to be signed by a vet here within 48 hours of arriving there. That’s virtually impossible on a sailboat because it takes a day to cross and you have to have the right wind and weather conditions.

It looks like we might be able to go over early next week so that would make the certificate 7 days old. I figure it will be hard to make the 10 date into a 16 or 17 date (forged of course) so I might have to use the strategy the vet suggested.

“Oh just slip them a $20 and you will be good to go,” she smiled, holding out the palm of her hand.

Money talks in the Bahamas. And everywhere else I guess!

By the way I finished my 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle (bottom pic)!

We are headed out in the early morning on the ocean to an anchorage outside Miami called Marine Stadium. Supposed to be awesome views of the skyline.