In my eighth year of blogging about Honey, I’m beginning to face her mortality. Unfortunately, it’s easy to live in the future instead of the present. I need to remember that the signs to help me navigate her life will appear when I need them. But not before.
After eight years, she has finally caught up. My dog Honey is about the same age as I am. And I love it. Would you?
As I sit in my beach chair looking out at the Matanzas River while writing this post, I’m thankful. Thankful for the many things that help me be here. Because I wouldn’t be cruising if not for…
Recently we learned a new skill on the boat. As with most things, it got me thinking about dogs. And how important it is for us to use the right words to talk to them.
She doesn’t ask me in English, but Honey often has questions. I’ve learned over the years that our life together is better if I don’t ignore her when she’s asking me something. Do you answer your dog’s questions?
What question are we asked most often about living with a big dog on a small sailboat? It’s “does Honey go potty on the boat?”. We’re working on it. But it isn’t easy. I’m starting to wonder if it’s just harder to get a big dog to “go” on a boat. Here’s why.
There’s always someone willing to make you feel bad if your dog is afraid to do something. But are they right? Maybe your dog doesn’t have to be fearless.
Honey is such a good girl. Does that make her a bad subject for a blog?
Since we’ve lived on the boat, we’ve only traveled as far as one long car trip. But I’ve already seen big differences in the way people treat dogs from one place to the next. What is your town’s dog culture? And is it hurting your dog?
Can you make it in your front door without finding your dog waiting there to greet you? Most people can’t. Do you ever ask yourself how your dog knows when you’re home?