A dog, fireworks and a big lake: part II

With the first loud crack of thunder, Marlowe made a beeline for the bed, throwing herself under it until the next morning. As we groggily woke up, we could feel the cooler temps the storm brought in and it was crisp and cozy. Even better, the sun was back! Marlowe had inched her way out from under the bed and seemed to be calming down. We got up, showered, got dressed and sipped some coffee as we plotted the day on the porch. We had heard so much about Door County and were ready to explore.

As a neighbor passed by to say hello, Marlowe  bolted toward the door punching out the screen with one forceful swipe of her paw. She just wanted to reciprocate the hello. I said hi to the neighbor, apologizing for our hyperactive dog, as Adam reprimanded her. Marlowe immediately proceeded to jump on the guest room bed to pee on the pretty quilt and down comforter, showing us that she was not OK with this situation. 

The Fourth of July was the next day and the firecrackers started early in the morning and didn't stop until the grand finale that night. Needless to say, Marlowe was a mess all weekend and we quickly realized why it wasn't a good idea to bring a little puppy to a new house (over 4th of July weekend, mind you) with new smells, people, fireworks and 3 epic thunderstorms...especially after moving across country from Colorado to Wisconsin with her less than 8 months prior. 

We spent the remainder of the trip researching where the local hardware store was to replace the screen (for a while we thought we had to replace the door, but 3 different hardware guys assured us we didn't need to go that route). We found the Sturgeon Bay laundromat to clean the quilt and comforter and learned that tennis balls come in handy when cleaning comforters. 

We are lucky enough to be going back to Door County in a few weeks, and Marlowe will be at camp with her buddies, her favorite place on earth.