Saturday, February 20, 2010

What is a welcome?

After all these years I think I finally figured it out - barking from the upstairs window and at the garden gate is not the "official" welcome Amy and Mark are looking for from me. I wondered why they always were correcting me or bringing me inside from the garden. I think I need to tame it down or have an "official" welcome - cute me, ready to be patted and fussed over - and my own version which involves a lot of barking. I need people to know I am here. And I need to let those other dogs in the neighborhood, especially the ones that walk by, that this is my house and yard! Not that people can really miss me - sometimes they think I am a rug on the patio and then I get up and start moving and scare them a bit. Imagine, someone thinking I am scary. That is pretty unheard of in my world.

Been watching a lot - out the window at the neighborhood happenings (it is pretty quiet) and the t.v. A lot going on there with the Olympics (way to go Maine's Seth Westcott) and the big dog show. Of course, my breed, Bergamasco Sheepdogs, are not accepted by the AKC so we are not allowed to show off at the big event but I do always root for the herding/working dogs. We must stick together.

Back to work -guests arriving so I will try to tone it down.

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My Favorite Kitchen Spot

My Favorite Kitchen Spot
I love laying right here in the kitchen - this is the old floor that is going to be replaced soon.

Our Journey to Bath

Before Amy and Mark ever even thought about making me a part of their family, they were thinking about being innkeepers. About a year and a half after they adopted me, they left me in Erie, PA and took a trip to explore possible towns in New England to open their new business. While I patiently waited at home with a dog sitter, they journeyed to Bath ME, their first stop on the trip. It was December of 2004 so it was cold and raining in Maine but they fell in love with the town and the people they met. Driving to the next town in New Hampshire in a snow storm, they knew in their hearts that Bath was going to be our new home. They went ahead and looked at the other places as planned, but Bath was it. In February of 2005, they left me once again to look at a house on the market in Bath. It had been a B&B but had gone to a private home for the past couple years. Well, lucky us, they loved the house and put in a bid. It was so exciting when the realtor called us in Erie to say the Benjamin F. Packard House was ours! Things started moving quickly then. Packing up the house in Erie, making long distance arrangements for licenses, sprinkler systems and all the things that go with opening a new business. On May 14th, they packed the car and this time took me along too. We closed on the house on May 16th and in six hectic weeks, opened the new Benjamin F. Packard House B&B! My life as a bed and breakfast dog had begun.


Relax on my private patio

Come and enjoy a fabulous gourmet breakfast in my diningroom

Cozy up to warm fire with my complimentary afternoon tea

Enjoy the morning paper along with a cup of fresh brewed coffee in our parlor