On the podcast, they regularly talk about how important the townies are in Stars Hollow. As Barley and I walked at the lake yesterday, I realized that is the one major difference between my town and Stars Hollow. Of course, we have our townies, but what makes our town unique is really the tourists. While Stars Hollow has Kirk with a new job every episode, Taylor with his cardigan, and Miss Patty's flirtations, Barley and I have noticed several unique types of tourists that make our home special.
The New Friends
This is Barley's favorite category of tourist. We're in wine country, so lots of people come stay at the lodge on the lake and visit the wineries. They do a little daydrinking and by the time we show up for our evening walk, they're really missing their dogs back home. They say things like "Hi puppy! You're so happy! Are you enjoying your walk?" I ask Barley if she wants to say hi and she turns to putty in their hands. She gives kisses and wags her tail and makes her way from one member of the group to the next while they talk about which dogs they know at home she reminds them of.
|Don't worry, I still love you more than my new friends.|
The Know-it Alls
These are the people that make me grateful for my southern upbringing that reminds me to be polite and just think "bless their hearts" while I smile and nod. Sometimes these are people who insist on breaking down what Barley is. They analyze her face shape, her coloring, and especially her tail. I don't mind people making guesses about what she is, but after I say, "The shelter said border collie, but I'm not sure what else is in there," I don't have have much more to contribute to these conversations. They say, "Oh, that tail is definitely [insert obscure dog breed here]" and I don't know what else to say besides "it's possible." Eventually we just stand there awkwardly trying to find a way to continue on our walk. The more obnoxious know-it alls are the ones who make comments like the one we heard yesterday from an old lady who said, "Are you trying to tire that dog out?" I said yes and she responded, "That will take a long time. Bigger dogs take longer to get tired. You'll get tired before she does." I just wanted to be like duh and list off the number of miles we've walked this week, what activities we've done in the house between walks, and our agility schedule. Instead, I just said, "Yes, ma'am" and kept walking.
These are some of my favorite tourists. They stop us with questions. Often about Barley's training or where I got her. It's a good chance to talk about training and pet adoption. They've also usually got some similarities to the new friends and give Barley a little bit of love while we chat. I always leave these interactions feeling really proud of my dog and our hard work in training.
|You should be proud of me. Once upon a time, I couldn't even look at a deer without melting down.|
Just when I start bursting with pride, we usually encounter an observer. Sometimes these people are people who are sitting on a bench and make comments like "that's a nice dog" as we walk by, but more often than not, these are the people who catch us at our most embarrassing moments. These are the people who see me jump and squeal when we I realize I've almost stepped on frog on the trail. Or, they're like the old sailor who was sitting at a picnic table at the marina last night. It was a breezy night and part of the awning on the store had come untied and happened to flap right as we walked by it. Barley flattened herself on the ground. The man was nice and tried not to laugh, but once he saw I was chuckling at my goofy dog, he smiled and said, "Hi pup! Was that scary?"
|Smiling girl moments before her big scare.|
The Invisible (Wo)men
Barley finds these to be the most offensive of all. These are the people who walk by us on the trail without eye contact, without a hello, or without any acknowledgement of our existence. When we encounter these people, Barley watches them fade into the distance over her shoulder.
Although we love the months of the year when we have the park to ourselves, home wouldn't be home without our summer months with the tourists. We'll be glad to see them go in a few short works, but we'll be equally glad to see them again next summer.
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