We have a log bunkhouse on our ranch. It was the original homestead cabin, but has been refurbished except for the logs themselves. The roof, electrical, plumbing, and storm windows are all new. It has a bathroom. It has a sauna. We advertise it on Air B&B. Our guests seem to like it. My wife, Sugar, goes overboard in the hospitality department. She is a wonderful cook. It is more than “bed and breakfast.”
This past weekend we had guests from another state. They were recently married. Both husband and wife are engineers. Smart couple. Supposedly.
For engineers, they failed to foresee obvious dangers. They failed to account for our dog, Beau. Big mistake!
Beau is, as loyal readers recall, a Yellow Labrador Retriever. He retrieves items whether or not he has been requested to do so. Hence the problem.
The young couple took advantage of the opportunity to relax in our hot tub located in the courtyard. Beau took advantage of them.
They wore robes and sandals. They carried towels. Beau watched.
He watched more carefully than they did. They placed their towels and robes over the cantina bar next to the hot tub. They put their sandals on the step up into the hot tub.
Beau waited from them to get into the tub. He waited for them to relax. He waited for an opportune moment. He caught them unaware.
Then he grabbed a robe and ran. When the husband got out to fetch it from Beau, holding a towel around his waist, Beau circled back and grabbed the remaining towel, having left the robe 50 feet from the tub. Faster than the man, Beau got a sandal before he got back.
Sugar looked out a window, observed the chaos, and intervened. She retrieved the items for the couple. They decided that they had relaxed enough and returned to the bunkhouse.
Beau had a wonderful time. He hopes they come back to visit. Fat chance.