A hike can start in the strangest places. One moment, you're in bed.
And the next moment, you're looking at shoes that won't work on a hike. (Do these shoes even work for walkies? How can a dog wag and walk while wearing these suckers?)
But then the next moment, you're riding on a bus.
You start looking down, down, down and you realize you are going up, up, up and you figure out -- wotten waven -- you are going on massive walkies. Otherwise known as a hike!
Our hike started from the little town of Brè. It's a sweet artist town with lots of character.
I'll tell you all about Brè and all about Monte Boglia another time, but right now, I want to share a strange thing. As you know, I'm long and short. As you know, dachshunds are hounds. We have noses. Okay, that's background. Keep it in mind.
What you may not know is that Swiss people are full of helpful tips. How to clean this. How to clean that.
This hike was the first time in my mom's life, ever, that she has been corrected for having a dog on leash. Do you remember that I'm a hound? You know I love to climb mountains. What would happen if I were, say, to be off leash and to follow my hound nose? Yikes.
But, no, the owner of Sweet Lab suggested that I needed to be OFF LEASH. This is otherwise known as a helpful tip.
The owner of Sweet Lab explained to my parents that I should be fully and properly trained to stay off leash with them and to stay away from the drop off just behind us (3,000 feet down) and not to follow my nose. So there. He was quite insistent. Sweet Lab, though, whispered to me that his owner gives lots of helpful tips to lots of people and that I should just carry on doing my long and short thing.
Mom doesn't speak enough Italian to know what was going on, so Dad translated all this for her later. Dad thanked Sweet Lab's Owner profusely for his helpful tip, and guess what?! I stayed on leash all the way to the top of Monte Boglia.
You might not be able to see my leash in this photograph, but I assure you, it is there.