Dogs used to live in houses outside in the yard.
Now many people have invited their dogs into their houses. And onto the furniture.
Take The Boat Tour
My husband gave his own little tour of Meander’s interior on his blog. I’m going to show off the boat from Honey’s perspective.
Here we are standing outside in the cockpit, looking forward in the cabin from the companionway (what you call the door at your home).
Yep, you can see us about everything just looking in.
And now you can understand why I got really worried while sailing the other day when I couldn’t see Honey from my spot behind the wheel.
As you climb down the ladder into the cabin, you’ll see the galley (kitchen) on the left (or port side).
Normally the kitchen is Honey’s favorite room in the house. But if you look closely, you’ll see there’s no room for a dog and human to stand together there.
The three burner stove is hidden under the counter, which slides behind the oven. The oven is big enough to make a pan of brownies. But since Honey doesn’t eat chocolate, she doesn’t care much about that.
The refrigerator (which we only use when we’re in the marina and have access to electricity; underway it’s an ice box cooler) is under the heavy wooden doors to the left.
To the right (or starboard) as you come down the ladder, you’ll see the navigation station and quarter berth (a small bed).
The navigation station is like the office.
We keep charts in the desk. Notice the radio nearby and the electrical panels for managing shore power and batteries.
There’s a single bed that stretches deep under the cockpit which we’ve filled with all kinds of stuff.
Why is the quarter berth so important to Honey?
Because I’m not as strong as Mike.
When I have to bring Honey down into the cabin by myself, I gather her onto my lap, lean into the cabin, and gently “toss” her onto the quarter berth.
Then, once I’m below, I move the ladder so she can jump down the rest of the way.
After “tossing” Honey once into a box of stationery supplies and once into a camera bag, I’ve gotten very good at keeping the cushion neat and clean.
And Honey is very relieved.
But not as relieved as when my husband gently carries her down the ladder right to the floor.
Here’s a view of the ladder we have to carry Honey up and down several times a day.
Most of the cabin is taken up by the saloon (pronounced “salon;” it’s what boat people call a living room).
Here’s the port side (left as you look forward).
The table in the center has leaves that lift up with enough room to seat six (if you really, really like six people). There’s storage behind and under the cushions.
And when you move the back cushion into place beside the seat, you make a double bed. That’s where Honey likes to sleep when it’s hot.
There’s a propane heater on the wall. So I suspect it’s where I’ll want to sleep when it’s cold.
The starboard side has another settee (sofa in boat speak) with storage behind and under it.
The passageway down the center of the boat is wide enough to walk in. But not wide enough for Honey to turn around.
If she changes her mind, she has to back out to the bottom of the companionway ladder before she can turn around.
When she starts backing up, I go “beep, beep, beep.” I’m hoping to put backing up on cue.
Just forward of the saloon are two large lockers on the right (starboard) and the head (bathroom) on the left (port).
Here’s a look at the head which Honey has never been in.
Yep, it’s tiny. You really do have to open the door just to flush (well, pump; marine heads don’t flush).
The shower head comes out of the sink faucet.
Now do you understand why we get so excited about a marina promising long, hot showers?
At the most forward part of the boat is a v-berth. Or at least it’s a “v” when you take out the platform in the middle.
Yep, we all sleep here together.
Honey has jumped up her on her on exactly three times. But it’s a big jump. So one of us usually lifts her up and down according to her whims.
Yep, she’s quite the little princess, isn’t she?
All our clothing is stored in shallow shelves along the sides of the berth (bed in boat speak). And at the pointy tip is a locker where the chain for the anchors are stored.
I was hoping Honey might like sleeping back in that little pointy area. And, in fact, she does curl up there when I’m reading before bed.
But once we’re all going to sleep, Honey claims her spot right in the middle, taking turns kicking one or the other of us while she chases squirrels in her sleep.
That’s the boat.
Hope you enjoyed the tour.
I’m certainly glad to have lots of pictures of Meander looking neat and tidy since we’re making a plan for hurricane Joaquin and may have to take down all the sails and other items on the deck and store them below.
If you have any influence with the weather gods, please ask them to send Joaquin safely out to sea.
Because I’d really hate to have to write a blog post about how we lost Honey’s new dog house so soon after moving aboard.
Your Turn: Any questions about life on Meander? Do you think your pets would love life on board or hate it?