Everyone wants pictures of Honey on tropical beaches and stories about living the nomadic life. Heck, one of my friends even hopes we’ll meet pirates. But even if we haven’t moved aboard a sailboat yet, we’re making adventures where we can.
Last week, an intrepid photography caught grainy footage of what could only be a monster swimming in the Assawoman bay. But now we discover that was no monster. That was Honey!
My dog Honey is not just a pretty face. She has some mad skills. Can we convince her to adapt them for the boat?
I know everyone is waiting to hear that we’ve bought a boat. But it’s complicated. And one of the biggest complications weighs 50 pounds and is covered in fur.
What kind of crazy person would move onto a boat with a golden retriever who doesn’t swim? You’ve been asking yourself that, right? Hopefully yesterday’s brief, shaky video evidence has reassured you that we’re not planning to drown Honey.
Scotland has Nessie. The Chesapeake Bay has Chessie. We recently discovered our own little monster in the Assawoman Bay. If we can convince anyone she exists, should we call her “Assie?”
Regular Something Wagging readers know we’re getting our dog Honey ready to live aboard a sailboat. Many of the things we’re doing for Honey might help you even if the only adventure you’re planning is a trip to the vet, a long drive, or a kayak trip across a pond. Here are a few of …
It’s official. We’re homeless. Or at least living off the kindness of relatives. How did Honey cope with the big move?
It’s too hard. Soon I’ll be sitting on the floor (of course, covered in dog hair) and panicking about being temporarily homeless while we start shopping for a boat. So it’s farewell for now. Honey Will Be Back I have high hopes for Something Wagging This Way Comes: a professional redesign that relates to our …
I’m a good enough dog person that I never miss Honey’s annual wellness vet visit. But I’m a bad enough dog person that she doesn’t look as sparkly as she should. Guilt goes to the vet.