Molly, the Golden Retriever, comes from a family of transients or rather, travellers, and she has adapted remarkably well to this lifestyle. Her family members have lived all over the world – in Yorkshire, New Zealand, Brisbane, Melbourne, NYC, Perth, Sydney, London and Nice. Molly has never been to these places, she only hears about them. However, this does not perturb her as she does her own travelling, it may only be local but she enjoys it just as much as her owners enjoy their overseas sojourns.
Molly travels to the people who look after her when her family can’t do so. Mostly, these are friends she has got to know well over the last few years. She knows as soon as the suitcases come out that it’s time for everyone to move soon. She just doesn’t know where. But never mind, she thinks and gets excited. Most of the time it will be to a nearby suburb which has better beaches, friendlier dogs and people who sometimes let her sit on the sofa. She also likes the fact that if the kitchen door in this particular house is even a tiny bit ajar she can sneak in and eat the cat’s food, until such time when someone notices and she gets in trouble.There is also a little fluffy dog who visits there and so then she has company too. As this little dog, called Ralph, has not travelled anywhere much, there are no travel stories to share, only tales of the cat who does not like the little dog. Molly and the cat however, have worked out a truce and they get on perfectly well when there is no one else to pay attention to either of them.
A couple of times Molly has travelled into the country with her dog-sitting(or rather part owners) family. Her actual owners being more urban dwellers, have never taken her to the country, can you imagine? The poor, underprivileged dog. Anyway, the country is very interesting for Molly, many different smells, trees, sticks and especially the animals. There are cows with their big eyes, slow movements and constant chewing, Molly thinks they should just eat as quickly as she does. Then there are the kangaroos, Molly is not too sure about these. Should she chase them, try and keep up with them or just observe them?Koalas are a bit more difficult for her to spot, due to their inherent diurnal sleeping patterns and general lazy disposition. Usually when they get off their preferred trees, Molly tends to be asleep so perhaps koalas are not as simple of mind as they sometimes appear.
Being an indoor dog at night time, Molly has not experienced the exciting going-ons that happen when it’s dark, very dark in the country, except for the stars, moon and impressive Milky Way. So she misses the gliding of possums from tree to tree, the big fat wombats digging in the dirt and the unidentifiable noises that vary from night to night.
Usually a happy dog, Molly sometimes takes on a sad appearance and enters a ‘depressive’ state of mind. We are not sure why this is but think it’s a form of ‘fernweh‘ a German word meaning the desire to be somewhere far away and the opposite of being homesick. This condition has not been known to affect dogs, only people, but who knows, Molly might be a candidate for any future canine studies of this condition.
When all of Molly’s family is home she is very excited to see them all and to spend time with them. But after a few weeks of constant excitement and a bit of chaos too, and being a dog of advancing years she thinks about her other options and her ‘fernweh‘ returns. She then thinks of her place in the country where the fresh air, new sounds and interesting animals provide a good place to rest and observe. Or she thinks of her other family, including the cat, where the beaches are quieter, the sea weed in which to roll more appealing and her temporary dog walkers more likely to throw shells into the water for her to retrieve.