Lucy’s Big Day

Without doubt, the question we get more than any other, is how is Lucy handling the trip? More than where are you going, where have you been, what’s it like to live out of a car for a year, almost everyone wants to know how Lucy is doing. It would be my first question as well, so this is a post almost entirely about the dog. I think I can say that she is having the time of her life. She likes the car, she loves being with us all the time, she loves meeting new people, and she’s stopped eating crap off the streets in London – a strict no left-over falafel and pizza crust diet that has resulted in her losing almost 10!!! lbs. The limp that she had because of arthritis has cleared up (with a little help), and she is behaving more like a 5 year old than like her stately 9.5.

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So she’s pretty happy on the whole. But I think the happiest day of her life was when we took her to Shaker Village at Pleasant Hill in Kentucky. I learned about the Shakers, randomly enough, in a course on Quebec furniture that I took in second year university. Apparently Shaker furniture influence William Morris and he in turn influenced a group of Quebec artisans making furniture outside Montreal. The Shakers were pretty interesting – ahead of their time. I’m not so taken with the dissolve your family and commit to celibacy, but they believed in equality between men and women, they lived communally, they danced and sang a lot, and they made amazing furniture. All good. In any case, I’ve been interested in them ever since that course (especially the pegs on the wall – the pegs are amazing), and it turns out that you can stay at a former Shaker village in Kentucky (the Shakers themselves really don’t exist anymore … no babies etc. etc.).

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They only had one pet friendly room available. The “chaste” room! Ha ha. And the room wasn’t just pet friendly, it was animal friendly in general. We had a resident mouse who didn’t seem at all concerned with Lucy (who managed to not even wake up even as the mouse pretty much ran back and forth over her all night). Despite such setbacks it was really wonderful and so nice to be out of cities for a while. And Lucy, friend to all animals (including mice), really made the most of it. So this is her day.

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Waiting for treats.

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Peanut butter hand of god (or Tim)

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The little house where we had our room.

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Special delivery downstairs (Lucy doesn’t do stairs, especially wooden ones, unless they’re outside. Then it’s totally fine and she suddenly remembers how to climb up and down).

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Running carefree in the snow.

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Kentucky bluegrass in winter

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Deer!

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Back at the village, there was a working farm. Meeting new animals, always exciting.

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Donkeys!

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I think there’s something here….

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OH MY GOD! THERE’S A HORSE!!!! Lucy actually said this. Only it sounded like a 60lb husky wailing with excitement.

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The horse was pretty interested as well.

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When we took her for a walk the next morning, she ran straight for the donkey enclosure. And when no one came out right away….

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Obviously she couldn’t get under. But she did manage to attract the attention of a sheep, who sort of came over.

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So this is a picture of my dog submitting to a sheep. Totally repping for dog dignity everywhere there Lucy.

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Haha – I totally love this picture, it’s so funny! What’s over here? No, what’s over here? In any case, we only stayed in Kentucky for one night. It was a really nice break. But for everyone who has expressed concern or interest, Lucy would like you to know that she is a dog for the open road. Especially if that open road involves walks, barnyard animals, and peanut butter.

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