Sea dog

October 2012

When I was a pup I was taken to sea.  I behaved very well and hoped it would be a regular treat but that was the first and last time.

I'm not itching to set sail on the 'pirate' boats that ply their trade from Bodrum harbour - if you're young, agile and two legged, I'm sure it's great fun and good value but I'm not keen on loud music.

But just once or twice I'd like to accompany the boss to a quiet bay and eat fish. She always brings me back a doggy bag but it's not the same. She's asked the captains if they take four-pawed companions, but the answer is always negative.

I can just picture myself standing at the bow, one paw on the bowsprit, fur ruffling in the light breeze...hold on a minute - what's that in the background?

I have enough trouble with these blighters on my own patch - If they are part and parcel of boat trips I think I'll stay at home.