Tess was simply unimpressed. She sat at my feet, shivering. I tried making her feel better by putting her inside with Molly, but it didn't help much.
With all three poodles inside, I started dragging the trailer around behind me. That put an immediate stop to the Catch Me game and all three quickly had their faces pasted to the various windows the trailer sported. Molly was obviously impressed, although I'm sure she thought the whole idea was for me to pull them around while I walked. There is an adaption kit that will allow me to do that, but that's not what I had in mind.
After getting Molly's approval, I purchased the trailer ($350!!) and we all went home to wait for a sunny day to try it out. It sat in storage for about three weeks before our first opportunity came. I hooked the trailer up to my bike while the poodles (I had Tess that day) watched closely. Molly scratched at the trailer front a little slower than she had when it was in the store. Tess still shivered.
I invited the girls to hop in and look around, after it was all set up on the back of the bike. Molly the Great Adventurer hopped right in and started checking things out. Things certainly looked the same on this inside as she remembered the inside at the store looking. She sat in the seat and waited patiently. Tessa's turn next. Tess just curled up into a ball on the seat and seemed resigned to the inevitable.
I strapped them both in, as tight as I could manage with human-child-sized seat belts. They weren't very tight. Those belts refused to size down to toy poodle size. We did the best we could, though. After they were seat belted in as good as I could get, I pulled down the front bug shield and window cover. Molly started to get a little suspicious at that point and she began uncertainly whining a little. I told her everything was fine, gave her a quick pat on the head, checked the seat belts once more, then hopped onto the bike.
We sailed out the driveway, the wind whistled in my ears as I cut through the still afternoon air. I peddled faster, knowing that Molly likes the wind in her face. When I turned around, to make sure they're having a good time, I found that they're not enjoying this at all! Molly, my little Houdini, was trying to sneak out through a gap she found between two snaps and Tess was nervously dancing about the cab. I stopped as quickly as I could, so I didn't run over Molly and got off the bike.
Needless to say, our maiden voyage turned to a pretty short trip. After I finished getting them adjusted in their seat belts again, I headed back to the house, on foot.
I'm not finished trying this new toy out and I think Molly will enjoy it, once I figure a safer way to travel in it. Molly, I'm sure, just wanted to feel the wind in her face as we traveled. But I think that Tessa would much rather be on solid ground than in that rolling-accident-waiting-to-happen-contraption.
