I don’t think my dog would survive in a kennel so I always leave her with friends or family when I travel. This works well, except they want me to take care of their dog or dogs when they leave. Fair enough, however, my turn is coming all at once. Depending on how many are involved I often times stay at their house for convenience and to not upset their routines.
I miss these two and their cousins up in Oak Harbor…as does Gringa, my dog.
This week Woodstock and Snoopy will be sharing my space and probably my bed.
Next week is Karma’s turn and she considers my current place her second home.