Traveling With The Dogs
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194 – August, 2024
By Chris Robinson
In verse 11 of Second Corinthians, most likely on a day when his nerves were jangled by travel, St. Paul wrote, “Thrice I suffered shipwreck, a night and a day I have been in the deep; In journeyings often, in perils of waters, in perils of robbers, in perils by mine own countrymen, in perils by the heathen, in perils in the city, in perils in the wilderness, in perils in the sea… In weariness and painfulness…and cold.” Well, for all his travel travails, the good Apostle was at least spared having to journey with dogs.
I believe my first real inkling that traveling with the dogs was going to be anything but sublime or even routine occurred late one night in, of all places, North Battleford, Saskatchewan on one of my first hunting trips north of the border. My two Chesapeakes and I had wrapped up a very long day of travel on the way to my hunting partner’s home in Edmonton, Alberta. Both the dogs and their chauffeur were weary and in need of sleep as we were faced with another 250 miles on the road the following day before hunting waterfowl for the remainder of that day so the chauffeur, in particular, was hoping for a peaceful night.
Faint hope as it turned out as sometime around 0 Dark 30, there was a loud banging on the motel room door followed by plaintive (and more than slightly slurred) cries of “Alice, Alice, open the door!” followed by more pounding. This, of course, triggered both Chesapeakes, who immediately leapt over the bed, raced to the door and added a full chorus of barking, snarling and growling to the noise.
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194 – August, 2024
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