Dogs are man’s best friend; there is no doubt in that. We all know that dreaded feeling, booking a holiday and leaving our beloved 4 legged friends behind. Sometimes it can’t be helped. These days it seems most holiday destinations actively discourage the presence of dogs around their premises and the ones that don’t go that far, don’t seem to be setup to accommodate a dog owner on holiday. Is it that much to ask for an enclosed garden? And by the way: ‘Enclosed’ means a fence or a barrier which is more than 3 feet off the ground, with no holes or gaps. Dogs can be Houdini’s when they set their minds to it. Having an enclosed garden is an absolute must, so you can let out your dog early in the morning for her to use the facilities! while you stand in your jimjams by the door keeping a watchful eye and yawning. Betty has to go between 5:30 & 5:45am. At a push she can wait till 6 but no longer. We all been there, right?
Unless we book a place 6 months in advance or pay a huge premium, we can never find a suitable location for all the family including Betty. By the way, she’s a 2 year old border-collie, and if you saw her, you could never leave her behind to go on a holiday either. It is bad enough leaving in the morning to go to work, but at least I can look forward to my greeting when I get back home. Not seeing her for a whole week!? No! We couldn’t cope! What would we talk about? I mean, our conversations are usually about: Betty, weather, Betty, money, Betty, food, food for Betty, you get the gist.
Do you ever have ‘What if?’ conversations with your family? We do all the time. Here is one: What would we do if there was a natural disaster? You know, an act of god, like floods. Assuming the kids were safe, what would I do if there was a flood? Would I safe my wife first and then go back for Betty or do I assume she is a grown adult and can look after herself and save Betty first? Hum!? My wife makes no bones about it: She’ll save the kids and then Betty. Kids: they would just save Betty. Thanks!
This May we hit the jackpot. At short notice we found this holiday cottage near Caernarfon in North Wales. Near Mount Snowdon and not too far from a beach called Dinas Dinlle. And it was dog friendly too. Inside, the cottage was modern and neat and we had all we needed. We had a great time there. Lots of lovely walks, in the forests, up the hills, on the beaches and even managed a day site-seeing in Caernarfon. The Castle looked lovely from the outside; they wouldn’t let Betty in, so we didn’t go inside. Their loss. We all had ice-creams instead; honeycomb, chocolate, raspberry ripple, cheeky monkey and plain vanilla for Betty. Ice-creams in Wales taste amazing. Something to do with the Italians who migrated to Wales way back in the 19th century.
On a hot day (and we had more than a few) we went to Beddgelert. We saw Gelert’s grave. Now that’s a sad story. Reading the slate plaque telling the story of Gelert and how he was killed by his master the prince, was a choker, even Betty looked sad. More ice-creams and all was well with the world once again. Beddgelert is such a beautiful place. The river, the mountains, the little choo-choo steam train carrying the happy tourists to..aghh..I am not 100% sure, I think it goes from Caernarfon to Porthmadog, anyway it was a lovely day.
Overall our week in North Wales was awesome. We made lots and lots of memories and at the end of the day that’s what it’s all about. Precious memories of time well spent with your loved ones. I don’t know if dogs have memories like we have? I think they do and I reckon Betty will remember this happy holiday, and all the ice-creams she had, for a long time.
We’ll go back next year.
Nathan, Jan, Ben, Chloee and Betty