July 28, 2008

Dogs cannot stay in the Inn at Silver Bay, which may be the one thing that’s wrong with it. So while we vacationed at Lake George this summer, Gus was far away in dog jail and I suffered from pooch-deprivation. But one morning, walking back up from Slim Point, I saw a Labrador Retriever in the company of a young girl who was watching her mother play tennis.

I stopped and said, “Can I say hello?” And the little girl said, “Sure.”

“What’s your dog’s name,” I asked, and she replied, “Bailey.”

I held out my hand to Bailey, expecting a nose bump or a dog lick, but instead, Bailey took most of my hand in his mouth; my thumb stuck out on one side and the tips of my fingers showed out the other.

“Don’t bite, Bailey!” said the little girl, but I was not worried. There is really only one way a Lab can hurt you, and that is when you bend over in greeting and the dog jumps up and breaks your jaw. It’s not on purpose; they just have really hard heads. Bailey was not jumping up. Bailey was softly chewing my hand, a dreamy expression in his dark brown eyes.

I grew up with a Labrador; they are bred to to retrieve game undamaged and have what is called “a soft mouth.” Bailey, who was new to the world in February, still had some baby teeth I could feel. There was really no chance of pulling my hand free; Bailey was not going to drop this duck.

With my left hand, I began scratching Bailey behind his ear. Bailey, though young, was not born yesterday. He realized that if he let go, I could scratch him behind both ears. That was how it worked out. In parting, I looked once more into his brown eyes, thanked the little girl, and walked up to the Inn, a little less lonely.



  1. Leigh Anne Floyd · · Reply

    Kihm – It was with such joy that read about your encounter with my yellow lab, Bailey. A friend of mine was reading your book on Silas Paine and Silver Bay. He came across your entry remembering Bailey and sent it to me. My daughter was about 8 at the time and loved walking her new puppy around campus. Bailey has spent every summer since then enjoying Silver Bay. We unfortunately just had to put Bailey down this summer. We were deeply saddened to lose her, but we happy she could spend her last summer at Silver Bay – her very favorite place. She spent the summer months entertaining guests on campus, just as she did with you many years ago.

    1. Leigh Anne, Thank you so much for writing. I remember Bailey so clearly, and with great affection. I’m delighted that the book found its way to you, and so sorry that Bailey is no longer with us; I wish our dogs could live as long as we do. Thank you for writing. Kihm

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