The trials and tribulations of a boating dog

Monday 8 April 2013

Boating is exhausting

My goodness I’m exhausted.  It’s been a very hectic few days.  Monday we had Ma’s cousin, Sue, on board – what a nice lady she is as she kept giving me lots of cuddles and telling me how beautiful I am.

Just checking behind us
Tuesday we did six locks and I can now do them with my eyes closed – well Ma does them while I mooch about and see what I can find.  It’s hard work though all his hopping on and off the boat and supervising the lock operation.

Is Pa doing those locks right?
Wednesday we went into Chester, doing another eight locks on the way.  I wasn’t allowed to do the last ones as Ma thought it was too busy so I sat in my bed on the roof and watched the world go by.  In the evening we went for a walk down by the River Dee – Pa kept me on my lead in case I fell in.  I did try to tell him that I wasn’t going to do that as it must have been a 20 foot drop and I’m not that silly but he wasn’t listening.  We then came to, what I now know, is a racecourse.  We had to walk along a boring old pathway while just below us was wonderful grass and there is nothing I like better than to burn some rubber on soft grass.  I pretended to fall down onto the grass off the path and made the most of my escape.  However I couldn’t get back up – I do hope these legs of mine grow soon.  Eventually, after a lot of laughter, Pa pulled me up – phew I was getting a little worried.

I was shattered that night and slept till quite late the next morning. It was obviously the right thing to do as I got lots of praise for it.

The bus was so boring
On Thursday I went on a bus!  Ma and Pa seemed to find some lady talking very interesting but I decided to rest my eyes for a while.  We seemed to do a lot of walking in very boring places today but I did manage to find a few friends to have a quick play with, mind you some of these townie dogs are rather stuck up.  We had lunch in a rather nice little hut beside the river – Ma and Pa had a sandwich and good old Ma had remembered my lunch too.  Then it was back on the bus and being dragged round more boring places.  Still after that they took me back to the racecourse again but this time I didn’t think I really ought to go onto the track.

Just trying to look like a town dog
I’m afraid I wasn’t really a good boy during the night.  I couldn’t help myself as I really needed a pee at 2.30am but I guess there was no real excuse for waking up at 5am and then again at 6am but hey I was bored and wanted to get out onto the deck and see what was going on.  It was then back up through the locks and a few more friends to play with – the best friend was a black Cockapoo who is only a few months older than me and was great fun.

Saturday we headed back to the marina and I had ten locks to supervise – I have to admit to leaving the last one to Ma and sitting in my bed on the roof as I was just knackered.  Pa had already taken me for a long walk before we set off and sometimes I think that they forget that my legs are still very short. 

So my first boating trip is over and I am now at home again.  I really enjoyed the week and am looking forward to going again.

Monday 1 April 2013

Going out

We went out and now I understand what it’s all about!  I have to admit that marina life isn’t for me – I like the big outdoors.  I wasn’t too sure about the loud noise that the engine made but I soon got used to it.  Ma had put my harness on and attached a piece of rope in case I fell in (hm – where was the rope when I needed it - but more of that later!)  

It wasn’t long before we came to some locks – I only know they are called locks as Ma gave me a good talking to before we got there.  I now know that they are very deep and I must be careful when crossing the gates – but hey I’m Mr. Wonderful so what can go wrong?  I have to admit that the walkway across the lock gates is rather narrow and when you are being pulled across on a rope it’s not that easy but Mr. Wonderful managed it.  I left Ma to wind the gate paddles up and down as I reckon it was easier for her with two arms than for me with four legs though my rope kept getting caught up round everything.  We did four locks and then jumped back on the boat.  I was exhausted so settled down in my bed for a nap.
A quick nap in the sunshine
We pulled over to the bank and everyone jumped off – not sure why but as Ma and Pa did I joined them.  There was a lot of banging metal sticks into the ground and ropes being tied to them.  I tried to help but just seemed to get in the way.

Then disaster struck.  I was having a good sniff around when suddenly a large black dog appeared behind me and frightened the life out of me – I jumped backwards and slipped down between the boat and the bank and into the water.  Of course both the rope and the harness were off by this stage but Pa was there is double quick time and dragged me out and handed me to Ma who had a warm towel ready.  I wasn’t too wet but my pride was definitely dented – I’m sure that Labrador was smirking.