After tempting the fates by playing in gator inhabited water at the dog park it seemed like a prudent idea to stick to land yesterday. We made the twenty minute drive to Magnolia Plantation, the country’s oldest public gardens, but to be honest, I almost turned around when I looked out the window as we pulled down the driveway.
Here we go again…rolling the dice with our lives
Magnolia Plantation is an expansive estate with plenty to see and dogs are welcome everywhere on the grounds outside of the house. The resident weimaraner even came over to say hi to Eko while I was buying my ticket. Eko made fast friends with the dog, but little did Eko realize that there were plenty of other friends waiting on the other side of the gate.
Our trip literally turned into a dog and pony show
That’ll do, donkey. That’ll do.
I tried to explain to Eko to be careful since he didn’t seem to read the sign, but he brushed me off saying that while the horses may bite, there were no donkey warning signs. And not just the equines were interested in Eko:
The turkeys and I enjoyed an old-fashioned Ridgback/Billy Goat staring contest
The other really great part about Magnolia Gardens is that dogs are welcome aboard the narrated tram tour of the plantation.
We were enjoying the peaceful view of the lake, when suddenly….
EVERYBODY RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
When the tram ride ended, our guide cheerfully said that we could walk back over to the lake to look for gators. We declined. Instead we decided to explore the gardens that surround the property.
I was told that everyone takes a photo of this bridge – so I figured I should too.
This is how I prefer my gators – made of metal and playing the banjo
We spent all afternoon wondering the grounds at Magnolia, but we easily could have spent all day. It is an absolutely beautiful property and your dog will enjoy the grounds as much as you do.
The highlight of the trip came in the waning moments of our visit. As we were getting ready to leave, one southern woman gave us the highest form of praise someone from south of the Mason-Dixon line can give a northerner – “You and that dog ain’t so bad for a couple of New Jersey boys!”
Me and my not so bad dog have a pretty extreme adventure prepared today, so if we survive that we are definitely looking to celebrate this afternoon. Let us know if you’re around. As always, Eko’s buying.