I knew it was going to happen eventually. Rick loves boats too much to not take Andy’s pontoon boat for a spin. And, he was bound and determined to take the dogs with us. Gads, what is he thinking? They’ve never been on a boat before. Visions of dogs jumping over the side as we pulled away from the dock went flashing through my head. Either that or I would be babysitting them for the entire trip. Oh joy. But first we had to actually get them on the boat.
Alex didn’t want anything to do with the floating dock. The first few times we tried to get him on it he just stood there and whimpered pitifully after taking two shaky steps. Hey, this thing moves! Not only does it move, but it makes funny squeaky-clanking noises. Uh uh. No way. Finally, on the third day of our stay we managed to get him to “walk the plank.” You can hear him whimpering the whole way. He crouched down as far as he could and still walk.
Aren’t you beginning to wonder about our sanity?? But amazingly enough, once we were underway things went just fine.
Okay, guys, now what?
I know, let’s watch Dad drive!
Wheeeeeeeeeee ... this is kind of fun!
After a little exploring, Hailey and Alex look out the bow.
Alex says, “Look Hailey, there’s another floating thing over there ... “
Good dogs!
After getting his sea legs Alex decided he quite liked looking out over the bow.
Unlike our inappropriately named dog, Sailor, who took a few quick looks over the side and decided he preferred to stick close to Dad.
Nothing like a little wind in your tail!
All in all, I have to admit I was wrong about our little boat outing being a recipe for disaster. It turned out to the highlight of our stay at the cabin. Who knew?
Posted by Lynne on 09/22/2007 at 01:35 PM
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