July 27.
Bagpipe Appreciation Day. When my
human read that it was going to be a day to honor those unique sounding
instruments (that some adore and some liken to the sound of wild cats being
murdered), she HAD to get a photo of me with a bagpipe. And because she doesn’t happen to have a
spare set of pipes stuck in a closet somewhere, we had to go and FIND
some. Now keep in mind that we DO live
in Nova Scotia- where bagpiping is far from rare, so it isn’t all that hard to find someone piping – especially
in tourist destinations. So we headed
off to one of THE most popular tourist sites in the province – Peggy’s
Cove. Peggy’s Cove is recognized for
it’s famous lighthouse, and rocky terrain.
And luckily, it is only about 20 minutes from our house. And given that we are in prime tourist
season, it is QUITE likely one can find a piper playing on the rocky shore.
My human likes to go to Peggy’s Cove any
time of the year, and she actually likes it when the tourist season is
over. It’s more peaceful, and there is
no shortage of parking available. But
not at this time of the year. She hasn’t
actually been there on a Sunday afternoon in July for a LONG time. The place was PACKED with people. The parking lots were FULL and people had to
jockey for spaces. Hardly a restful
time. But we were on a quest – and sure
enough – we found a piper.
My human had played some bagpipe music for
me BEFORE we got there – so I wouldn’t be too surprised with the sound. There was really no need for the
desensitization. Frankly, I could NOT have cared less once I got there. I was just so excited with all the sites, the
sounds and the smells. When the piper
finished a tune, my human asked him if he would mind taking a photo with me –
for my blog. Surprisingly, he had never
met a dog with a blog before. I sat next
to him – and he remarked that he has been asked to take photos with dogs before
– but never one who was so well trained.
Bwhwhahahahaha. CAN YOU BELIEVE
THAT?! Me? Well trained?
It actually was the yummy treat my human had shoved in his hand when she
backed up to take the photo. Still – he
was impressed. We paid the piper (pun
intended) by putting some money in his bagpipe case. He was a very nice man. We then continued to walk around the village
a bit, taking more photos. And can you
believe it – people asked to take photos of ME?
They must have recognized me from my blog. Everyone commented how “cute”
I was. And how well behaved. My human started to wonder if I had been
drugged.
Anyway, we found our piper – and if you can’t
find one yourself today, just listen to some pipe music on your computer. But be sure to let your dogs know
before you do
so! Not everyone may appreciate the pipes as much as we Nova Scotians!
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