Busted at the US Border Crossing

Well, the smuggling operation was a success, but not without some problems. I went across the Ambassador Bridge from Windsor into Detroit. That has its own kind of nightmare — my Beretta started overheating on the downside of the bridge. The Ambassador Bridge makes a huge arc across and the traffic had my car idling for about 10 minutes as I got to the down slope of the arc. So I cut the engine off and coasted slowly forward. Naturally, I had trouble restarting it as I got to the actual customs booths.

Smuggling from Canada

The problem — how to smuggle a dog, a huge dog, from Canada to the US? How about out in the open…

Here’s the plan. Travel to Detroit and buy a car using my Oklahoma driver’s license and register it in Michigan. Then, use that car with the Michigan plates to drive back across the border — using my US passport and all the paperwork I have on the dog. Oh. And hope for the best.

Detroit and Greektown

I hooked up with Uncle Max (my dad’s brother) in Detroit so I could treat him to some fancy living and gambling. Greektown is a collection of casinos and tourist traps across from Windsor, so it wasn’t much of a drive for Max. He picked me up at Metro Airport and we stayed a couple of days at the MGM Grand.