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Going Sailing with Your Dogs



A liveaboard life, complete with dogs
Around the time we found our first boat, Kismet, age 16, became too feeble to enjoy life, much less boat- ing, and was humanely euthanized. More recently, 19-year-old Roxie also passed; she had lived on a boat full-time for six years, and brought joy to everyone who met her. Chance, now about 10, should be with us for several more years. Sooner or later, we will no doubt rescue another dog.
Around the time we found our first boat, Kismet, age 16, became too feeble to enjoy life, much less boat- ing, and was humanely euthanized. More recently, 19-year-old Roxie also passed; she had lived on a boat full-time for six years, and brought joy to everyone who met her. Chance, now about 10, should be with us for several more years. Sooner or later, we will no doubt rescue another dog.

To sail or not to sail, that was the question. Fed up with urban living and its hectic schedules, unimaginable traffic and soaring property taxes, my husband and I were desperate for a change. We had saved enough money to retire early, provided we sold most of what we owned.

Our dream of sailing off into the wild blue began with a cross-country trip in a diminutive pop-up camper, a test of how well we could endure confined spaces and how the dogs would adjust to travel. At the time, we had three rescues: Kismet, an elderly Tibetan Terrier; Roxie, an active middle-aged Border Collie/Corgi/Heeler mix; and Chance, our “foster failure” Bichon Frise. We dubbed ourselves “3 Pups in a Pop-up” and spent months promoting pet rescue while camping our way across the U.S. and Canada.



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