I'm laughing at Carbon's lack of awareness of all the effort his ML has to put into the 'magical' transportation! Safe travels. x
Yep, you can say that again. This trip had been remarkably smooth until today. Ok, I did leave my backpack with my and Carbon’s most important worldly belongs (both our passports, Monkey) in it at a friend’s, then had to drive back for it once I realized, which made me very late to @Granca’s, but overall it’s gone well.
Today our luck at least temporarily ran out. Morning walk on the beach, smooth 7 hour drive. Get to the lovely Airbnb reserved months ago. There were spiral stairs up to the studio, but nothing Carbón hadn’t handled like a champ before.
But…first there were chickens at the house entrance that startled him, and then a CAT was on the stairs. He is SO afraid of cats for some reason. I gently picked the cat up and removed him from the steps, but now I smelled of cat and the world was WRONG.
So Carbón balked at those stairs. And tried to throw himself off of them. And then just shut down. I took him back to the car to get him a drink and we sat in the shade for a while. It was over 30C, which didn’t help.
We tried again. He made it nearly to the top, slipped his harness and ran back down. I really wanted to cry.
I sat with him again in the shade and looked at last minute hotels nearby we could book. The cost and additional drive time was daunting, so before hitting ‘book now’, we tried one more time. I tightened his harness so he could hardly breathe (and couldn’t slip it), grabbed the handrails (luckily close together and sturdy), and hauled him up like a sack of lead potatoes.
We made it.
However, he is not getting a wee this evening. He can hold it until tomorrow whether he likes it or not. I do empathise with his bladder, but there’s no way I can lug him up the stairs again today. As the French say, I am cooked!
Despite everything, I am proud of him. He could have tried to climb on the top of my head and we both could have hurt ourselves. But that last try he just let himself go limp and let me haul him up. Could have been because I kept mentioning that dinner was upstairs. The Labrador superpower: ANYTHING for food.
The evil stairs
It’s a nice Airbnb though, complete with mega sunlounger
pee ess: yes, I did first try bribing him upstairs using food lures, but no dice