Travelling, learning, living fully.
Through the lens of Scylla, the family Labrador.
Ohrid settled into my body slowly. Cold lake water. Wet ground before sunrise. Reed beds moving in the dark before light fully reached them. Old bread and food remnants near the promenade. Cats under parked cars. Street dogs were everywhere,…
Morning begins with the door opening. Air moves differently outside the van. Cooler. Wet with the smell of the lake. The first walk of the day goes one of two ways. Sometimes toward the lake shore. Sometimes toward the open…
Through Scylla‘s eyes, nose and ears Humans often think they understand their dogs. Mine certainly thought they did. Before this journey began, they would have described me quite simply: a happy Labrador who likes water, sticks, food, and walking. All…
When humans describe a time as interesting, they usually mean it was a bit difficult. If that is the meaning, then February has certainly been interesting. At the end of January, we arrived at a new garden and stayed there…
Travelling with a dog introduces you to a layer of a place that most visitors never really notice. People see the buildings, the views, the food.Dogs see the system underneath. Albania: The neighbourhood watch Walking with Scylla through towns and…
I don’t know where countries begin or end. I know when the day changes shape. Some days we walk, then we move, then we stop.Other days we walk longer, and the moving part is shorter.Sometimes the ground smells familiar. Sometimes…
A dog’s view My voice is sentient but not cartoon-like. I’m speaking from canine psychological and physiological perspectives. What helps me on the road — and what you might not notice unless you slow down I don’t think in words,…
Scylla’s viewHello. It’s me, Scylla. This month’s message is simple – I like it here – lots. Last month there were rules. Signs. Fences. Beaches that said no dogs — even when it was cold and empty and clearly nobody…
Scylla’s view It’s not new anymore. The smells change every few days, some interesting, some frankly disappointing, but the rhythm of it all is starting to feel like my rhythm. My take on travelling? Transit days are my favourite secret…
After ferries, forests, and French fields, Scylla the Labrador is back on the road — same games, new smells, and a steady paw in her Third Life.