glenfiddich
TravelsWithBarley.com
I had assumed that Tulliver, being the experienced and fully trained dog that he is, would be my Plan B - the tried and true sidecar pilot in case Glenlivet wasn't 100% reliable. The young dog is 80% there, but living in such a rural area there are many big city things he has never been exposed to. Sidewalks. Multiple lane roads. Traffic lights. Sit down restaurants. Huge crowds. Elevators. I'd decided last week that Plan B was in effect, but in this heat and humidity Tulliver refused to budge from in front of the fan for a ride to see if I got the packing and weight distribution right. Glenlivet, of course, immediately ran to the sidecar and jumped in, sitting up to have his eye protection fitted. And the ride went well. We were in high heat mode with awful humidity, so multiple water and swimming breaks limited our mileage, but he was at ease, laying down on occasion, and never hesitated remounting after a break.
I'll never force a dog to do anything he really doesn't want to do, and if Tulliver decides it's time to retire at 8.5 years I may very well find myself riding with Glenlivet, leaving early each morning and riding till the heat builds before finding another hotel with AC.
I'll never force a dog to do anything he really doesn't want to do, and if Tulliver decides it's time to retire at 8.5 years I may very well find myself riding with Glenlivet, leaving early each morning and riding till the heat builds before finding another hotel with AC.