I don’t usually take Frankie along with me on day trips — car rides are not his favorite activity, to put it mildly — but this past January, I decided to bring him with me to The Lazy Dog Ranch, a bed and breakfast about two hours from Tucson. I had pitched and gotten an assignment to cover the inn for a national magazine on the basis of its appealing — and unusual — features. It’s on the San Pedro Riparian Natural Conservation Area, a lush riverside preserve known for its excellent birding. It’s close to popular southern Arizona attractions like Tombstone and Bisbee. And it accepts dogs of any size — up to three in a room — for only a minimal extra charge.
Car ride aside, there were other factors I weighed in my decision to bring Frankie. I knew he would prefer being with me to staying home alone for most of the day and I knew he would enjoy the quiet of the countryside, but I was worried that he might be overwhelmed by the resident menagerie, which includes:
- Human: Inkeepers Michael and Catherine McCormack who, between them, have lived on more than half the continents in the world (Europe, Australia, and South America in addition to North America).
- Canine: Mack, mostly German shepherd; Zorra, Great Pyrenees & Anatolian shepherd; and Thor, a Bernese Mountain dog. We are talking BIG dogs here.
- Equine: Misty and Patron, both quarter horses
- Feline: Evita and Roxanne, house cats.
But I had mentioned in advance of our visit that Frankie was shy and Catherine assured me that the resident pups would not bother him, if he didn’t want to be bothered. This turned out to be absolutely true. The dogs were all big hairy teddy bears, a little curious but not at all pushy. I had the sense that Thor would have let Frankie lie on him like on a white shag rug if Frankie had wanted to. Which he didn’t.
So I was expecting a pleasant day of peaceful coexistence among critters in a pretty setting. But Frankie is still capable of surprising me.
After touring the main house, which has three very appealing Southwestern-style guest rooms — I love the idea that traveling with dogs doesn’t have to mean resigning yourself to generic motel beds — we headed over to the bank of the San Pedro River, part of the inn’s property. En route, we stopped by the corral to look at the horses.
Frankie has seen horses before on the trail where we walk in Tucson; they don’t seem to phase him one way or another. So I wasn’t worried as we approached the fence and one of the horses — sorry, I’m not sure if it was Misty or Patron — came over and bent down to check Frankie out. But rather than retreating, as is his usual MO with all creatures great and small (myself excepted), Frankie approached. If Frankie and the horse didn’t actually touch noses, they came pretty darned close.
Frankie the Brave.
I almost caught the event on camera, but not quite; it was over too quickly. Yesterday’s picture captured only the post-equine encounter: Michael, my friend Tim, and Frankie, three guys serenely surveying their domain.
At the river, Thor and Mack had a nice swim, and then shook themselves off near any humans they could find. Zorra patrolled the shore. Frankie stayed by my side.
There’s only so much bravery a small dog can muster in one day.
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For my next segment of Animal Cafe, I’m hoping to interview Michael and Catherine about what inspired them to open a dog-friendly inn, how it’s worked out for them, and what advice they might give people traveling with large dogs. I haven’t asked them yet, but they’re very nice.
And if enough of you comment that you’d like to hear what they have to say, I’d bet that would help too.
Hi Edie Great story about Mr. Frankie-the-Brave. The setting sounds lovely. I gather dogs could be off leash there since you mentioned swimming.
Absolutely — they have 2 1/2 acres to wander around off-leash, as you noticed with the swimming. And of course there’s Mr. Frankie walking bravely up to horses, also off leash!
Gosh, I would really love to go there with Teddy, my collie/shepherd (and of course bring my human companion, Frank, too 🙂
I’m really going to check the place out. You’ve made it sound so very inviting, and with very clever photo captions! Maybe a good caption is worth a..etcetera…well, you know..
Tho I’m not a dog blogger, I hope that as a dog lover it’s okay to comment here – I certainly learn a lot of things us ‘civilians’ need to know..and to mention my recent (at least this week non-dog-related) post: http://www.examiner.com/judaism-in-albuquerque/now-on-kunm-89-9-fm-martin-luther-king-jr-s-message-important-corporate-age
You’re always welcome, Diane, as dog lover, friend… and of course as Frankie’s sometime photographer! Thanks for linking to your latest Examiner post.
I’ve been wondering recently if dog friendly bed and breakfasts existed and this one sounds amazing! I would absolutely stay here if is was closer and I could drive instead of fly. Have you heard of anyother places like this either in the south or east coast?
Oh yes, there are quite a few. To cite just one example, there’s the Catherine Ward House in Savannah, GA; on another post the GM wrote in to tell me how pet friendly they are. My pals at GoPetfriendly.com have several B&Bs listed on their site too.
This sounds so inviting and restful Edie!
This place sounds very nice. The surrounds look perfect for dog ambles. I imagine Frankie would have fit into the horsie’s mouth. Brave Frankie indeed! And where is Thor? I thought it was the beige patch in the left, but that’s not a tri-colour. I need to know 🙂
Thor is a rare white (or, if you prefer, beige) Bernese mountain dog so you are correct!
What a fun experience. I’m so impressed that Frankie walked up to that horse! Maybe now you need to get him a pet horse!
Ha! Well, maybe I’ll start with the pony that he’s been asking for…
Aw, I love the Frankie story!
It is great to hear about more charming places than motels to visit when traveling with dogs – thanks for pointing this one out, and I hope they do come to Animal Cafe – would love to hear their story!
Looks like you two had a great time – and what an interesting move for Frankie to make – “air” nose tapping with a horse! Maybe he likes the ranching life:)
Sounds like the perfect spot to take a break from the Winnebago and stretch out! I’m putting it on my map.