Dogs in Tow

Spike and Kyra always accompany us at our travels. They are excellent travel companions. They always know it is going to be is a long voyage when they step in the car. However long the journey may be they'll be asleep during the whole journey, while normally during our daily trips to the forest they bark their heads off. This time we had our holidays in the Jura (France). A great walking district. We love to make long walks even on holiday.

After we'd been walking for about a week in the neighbourhood of our camping site we decided to do a walking route at about an hour's drive. Early in the morning because of the heat. We arrived at the start of our route without many problems. Getting out of the car and wanting to put the dogs on their leads I discovered I left their leads in our caravan. The collars were around their necks but no leads.....

I was in an optimistic mood and told my husband : "I'll buy some leads here in the village or else someone certainly has a piece of rope for me...". I left him behind with Spike and Kyra. It appeared to be a very small village, no shops only a pub. Okay, I could try it there. I walked in and asked the owner if he did speak English. Yes he understood the English language 'un petit peu'. But when I asked him for a piece of rope, all his English knowledge suddenly disappeared. He shrugged his shoulders. Then I tried to continue in French. I didn't remember the French word for rope. I tried with hands and feet: chien, collar and lead. Nothing.... he didn't understand me! Oke time for my drawing skills. I drew a piece of rope on the paper. He became a big questionmark. I pointed at the rope of the ventilator. I put on quite an act and he still didn't understand me! He was not willing to understand me.

Back to the car for consultation. In the end we sacrificed the towing cable of our car. My husband sawed it in two pieces on his licence plate and five minutes later I walked with two dogs in tow. They didn't mind a bit!