We woke Buddy up at 3:00 this morning. He didn't want to leave his crate and neither did we. Then thirteen hours of travel ... Automobile, Shuttle, Airplane, Train, Bus, Bus, Train, Shuttle, and Paws. Buddy is now very comfortable travelling and bored by the whole process.
Travelling with a dog is very hectic, but the time seemed to go by a lot faster. We got through security about 2 hours before take-off after a potty break. Then one hour before we figured we should try one more time. We rushed out of the airport, searching for grass, and then raced back through security for the second time. Our front rows seats on the plane provided more legroom, but not enough for feet and Buddy.
We have talked before about being stared at or causing double takes. Well nothing compares to the airport. You don't notice it as much until you follow Buddy from a distance and watch/listen to people when they think that they can't be observed. Never anything negative, mostly surprise, or positive comments on his behavior. Of course he received plenty of pats on the head and belly rubs today.
We were excited for Buddy's first airplane trip. Buddy just thought it was a big car. The people seated behind us were more excited, it was the first time they had flown - with a dog.
All the bells and tones on the plane didn't bother him, he never barked once. But he did just bark now, because our room is located near the hotel entrance and there were some doors slamming and people talking outside.
Hoping for a quiet night and EARLY BEDTIME.
Labradors [are] lousy watchdogs. They usually bark when there is a stranger about, but it is an expression of unmitigated joy at the chance to meet somebody new, not a warning. - Norman Strung
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