I don’t think Archie even missed us

We’re finally home! A week without my dog, survived by both of us.

We didn’t leave Puerta Vallarta until nearly 3pm. The two-lane, mango-stand-lined road out of there is sinewy and slow, so we pulled into Chapala late, almost 9pm. Of course our first stop was Mo’s place to pick up Archie. Mark and I wondered if he would be so excited to see us after a week that he might have an accident in the house. “At least it’s a tile floor,” I consoled myself. I couldn’t wait to see him.

Well, carpet would have been fine, because although Archie was happy to see us, his excitement was rather more tempered than I expected.

Mark, Scout, and I all gathered excitedly at the doorway before I rang the bell. I’d missed Archie and couldn’t wait to have him fling himself on me. At the sound of the doorbell all three little dogs erupted, and when Mo opened the door, pandemonium reigned, with all of them jumping and twirling around. Archie was smiling and seemed pleasantly surprised to see us, but after a minute or two of sniffs, wags, and general happiness, he continued romping with his buddy Peanut. That and obsessively scooting a particularly cagey Tupperware bowl over the slick tile like a hockey puck over ice.

We chatted with Mo and Steve for a few minutes, heard about Archie’s most recent antics, and then scooped him up (along with his Mexican pillow) and headed home.

After the frenzy at Mo’s, our house seemed dreadfully dull and quiet. Everything felt off. We all tucked into bed, and truthfully it felt heavenly to feel Archie pressed up against me. Honestly, these days I just don’t sleep well unless I’m fighting a scrappy terrier for precious bedspace.

The next morning Archie was dull and listless. He spent the morning either napping on his pillow, sighing dramatically, or looking forlorn.



On our morning walk Archie and I instinctively headed over to Mo’s, where his spirits instantly revived once he was able to tear around the house again with his new BFF Peanut. During breaks Archie even let Peanut sit in my lap and give me kisses, which was astonishing considering last month he tried to bite a horse whose muzzle I stroked.

You know what? It’s all becoming clear to me.

We need a second dog.

{ 7 comments… read them below or add one }

1 www.travelwithkevinandruth.com June 23, 2013 at 10:58 pm

Funny, I was just going to suggest that you need to get another dog as a playmate for Archie.

Glad you had a good time away.


2 Renee June 23, 2013 at 11:08 pm

As travelers we didn’t want to, but we’re going to base somewhere soon, and then I don’t see why we couldn’t. A small dog though…either a JRT like Archie or a deer chihuahua like Peanut. Archie came from a wonderful breeder, but we’ll rescue this time. We’ve seen too many homeless dogs on our travels. I’d like to help one of them.


3 Clélie June 23, 2013 at 11:09 pm

Too funny. So glad he enjoyed himself. He got to have a break too.


4 Patti June 23, 2013 at 11:57 pm

That’s a beautiful pillow he sleeps on! ;o)


5 Renee June 24, 2013 at 8:00 am

Patti, he loves it. It’s hard to clean but I don’t have the heart to take it away from him.


6 Kimberly, The Fur Mom June 24, 2013 at 9:24 pm

Yayyyy! I felt the same way when I returned from BlogPaws; the dogs were excited to see me, but within a minute, they were back to their old routine, running to a side door and looking at me to go outside. LOL

The “yayyyy” is for the 2nd dog!


7 Renee June 24, 2013 at 9:50 pm

It’s actually a really good feeling to know you can leave for a week and they will be okay. We were lucky we found such a wonderful, terrier-saavy household for Archie to visit. 🙂 And this is really terrible but I’m already looking at dogs. I have to be careful though…even if we have a base we’re still nomads at heart. Maybe a very small dog?


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