(Un)Welcome Aboard

Interesting little scenario last night.
Our neighbour two boats down had visitors. A motley crew of some five smoking twenty somethings who were loud, opinionated and totally unaware of what their dog was up to.
A pretty little chocolate spaniel bitch, she had a sniffer on her every bit as good as Maggie’s and was sectioning the decks and pontoons of anything within her sense radar.

sniffYep, you’ve guessed it.
There was a splash followed by some excited hurried footsteps and further raised voices as she was retrieved and, wait for it, put up on the roof to shake herself and dry off!
Sloshy paw marks made a trail up and down the neighbouring boat as their conversation continued.

After a delicate thump, I heard pad pad pad alongside us, and hoped to hell Maggie didn’t react as I wouldn’t have been able to control her quick enough being on my own at the time. Bless her, she continued to snooze under the little coffee table which she’s adopted to keep out of the blazing sun.
I heard more commands for the dog to come, and deciding not to take any chances, got up and hobbled to the helm to close the door.
dog noseOver the next hour or so, I heard repeated shouts for the dog to come. Obviously they didn’t have a lead for her, and ‘Come’ meant anything but.
I also heard a mini shriek as someone was approached by a wet and affectionate dog who wanted a cuddle. Go away obviously means ‘Come and get me’ in doggy language.
Being told to ‘stay’ meant anything goes, life’s a game, and let’s all play, NOW.

I heard the spaniel come aboard and have a good sniff on the back deck. It wouldn’t normally bother me as we know the local dogs here, but she was an unknown entity.
I held my breath that Maggie wouldn’t bother as she is very protective of our home and her territory. She raised her head, cocked an ear and deciding it wasn’t worth the effort, didn’t.

maggie 30 5They left shortly after ten, a still soggy doggy leading the way and them leaving a trail of cigarette smoke behind them as their laughter resonated across the basin.
Ah, Peace and Quiet. Time for bed.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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3 Responses to (Un)Welcome Aboard

  1. foguth says:

    The WORST harbor (noise-wise) we have ever anchored in was Port Antonio, Jamaica… music clashed across the anchorage from 3 ‘establishments’, which were each trying to out-blast the others… that ended about midnight, THEN dogs started barking AND they barked until about 6 a.m. when the roosters took over… We’d planned to stay 3 months, left after 10 days and only stayed that long because we were waiting for parts….

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