Sunday, January 8, 2012
Travels with a dog .
A day of incessant rain . Wilf has that particularly shaggy - wet, then dry, then wet again look to him . Morning and afternoon walks brief , arthritis defying , affairs .
Off to a new restaurant for lunch. Starched table cloths and a recently awarded Michelin star. A reputation for formality . We phone ahead to ask if Wilf can join us. '' But of course ! Why not ? " comes the owners immediate reply . A large quiet(ish) corner table waiting for us . White ceramic bowl of water already in place under it . Although it's busy the chef comes out to ask if Wilf would like some chicken and rice . He would . A waitress refills his water bowl. The family fellow is soon sound asleep. Nose and tips of paws peeking out from under the table. The rice and chicken not charged for . Afterwards the owner walks us to the car and gives Wilf a tickle.
You're never alone when you travel with a dog .