We've gotten a chance to rest up and take it easy for a day in Doolin. Evidently Guinness is good for a bad sore throught. With that in mind, last night we went to a pub for dinner and had Guinness and a stew that was a Guinness-beef-broth base, potatoes, and more beef. We're both feeling pretty good at this point. The scenery is increadible, and the B&B that Jenna found for us is a gem. These guys that run it are the real-deal when it comes to cooking, so breakfast was looking out on Shire-like farms of cobblestone fences with horses or sheep or cows, a surreal drizzle which has sun peeking under a thin layer of clouds, and that kind of food that just makes you giggle after you take a bite. Not too shabby.
All that being said, there is one thing that trumps it all. His name is Beanz.
He is a golden retreiver. He is one of my favorite animals. When we drove up to the B&B, I opened my cardoor and kicked my foot over the car door only to discover a very friendly snout poking almost in the car to say hello. That was Beanz. He ushered us into his house to check in. When we woke up this morning, Beans was laying in front of our door. He didn't move as we crept around him to go down for breakfast, but beat his tail on the ground to let us know he was glad we woke up and now needed to be pet. We abliged him, and so he followed us down stairs. When we got back from breakfast, he was again waiting at our door and again too tired to stir, except for his tail and very expressive eyebrows. After we gave Beanz a scratch, we opened our door and he snapped up with surprising speed and pranced into our room. Beans is one of our favorite animals in the world. We love you Beanz!
That's got to be the best dog face I've seen in years. What a sweet baby.
ReplyDeleteREading your posts is quite overwhelming. I hear so much in what you are and what you aren't saying. I imagine it will take some time to calm your minds. I'm glad you have the quiet time together before coming home.
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