Bree’s very first camping experience. What made our experience a little uncomfortable, thanks to Bree.
Bree never ceases to amaze me….
My family and I love camping, and before I got Bree, we would try and get at least four or five camping trips a year. Having a guide dog was not going to slow my camping experience down, however Bree nearly managed to put my family and I completely off camping for good.
I was assured by the instructors that I could take Bree camping, and they believed she would be like a duck to water. So, with that commendation, we planned to go to a nice camp site not far from town as a camping baptism. I actually did not expect Bree to do the thing she did.
The place we went was quiet and very pretty. Aside from us, there were only three other campers. We were near a small stream and close to some farms. It felt very relaxing.
I had only had Bree for about two weeks, and I thought we were bonding quite well. I made a mistake by not tying her up. Sure enough, she decided to go exploring.
She went in the direction of the farms, under a fence and into a horse paddock. To my whole family’s utter shock, she started to eat horse poo. By the time we got to her, nothing could make her come away from her culinary delights, she had eaten quite a bit. The smell was unbelievable.
I tried giving her dog nuts and water to get rid of the smell, but nothing worked.
A guide dog is quite expensive, so leaving her outside overnight, though tempting, was out of the question. We were all cooped up in a small caravan and Bree was breathing heavily. It smelt like a horse stable. We opened the windows and no amount of fresh air wanted to come in.
So, what did I learn?
When camping, it’s better I leave Bree on a lead.