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Last day in Denver was a recovery and travel day. We didn't get to bed until 2:00 am, so unfortunately we did not make it to the tour of the mint. After breakfast, Buddy slept and we packed.

Buddy took a shuttle from the hotel to the light rail station. Upon boarding the train, somehow Buddy's cape broke. I thought we had lost the hardware and the train was already moving. Upon further review, the strap was just torn off from the cape. We were able to repair it using a pin that we had received at the hockey game last night.

The train took us downtown where we caught a bus to the airport. Buddy did not like this style bus - it was a tour bus, not a normal mass transit bus. The seats were very close together and he couldn't get comfortable. He tried to jump on the seats, before settling in. This happened a few times while being transported in a confining situation. This is an issue that needs to be resolved. He also recently started to bite his leash while walking - maybe experiencing some stress.

The plane ride to Milwaukee went smoothly without incident. Even a crying baby didn't bother him.. We brought a few biscuits for Buddy and he had some ice cubes from the stewardess. When we received snacks and beverages so did he. Somewhere over Nebraska, Lisa and Buddy fell asleep.





At home, Buddy used some of his pent up energy to destroy a few of his toys that I had repaired before we left. Buddy definitely needs some play time, so we will make a point to visit his friends at the park tomorrow.


“I have sometimes thought of the final cause of dogs having such short lives and I am quite satisfied it is in compassion to the human race; for if we suffer so much in losing a dog after an acquaintance of ten or twelve years, what would it be if they were to live double that time?”
- Sir Walter Scott