What else? Ah yes, the dog. Not that I'm buying her any presents, but we are taking her to Colorado with us. Oh yes. This little mutt landed on her feet when she was adopted by this
Don't laugh! I couldn't bear the thought of flying her in cargo, sitting on a freezing tarmac for hours at either end (in sub zero temps) and possibly never making it. She's a shelter dog for goodness sake. Who knows what baggage (not literally) she has and what such an experience could trigger. And Pet Airways is no more expensive than commercial cargo or two weeks boarding, so what's the problem?
Actually, it started getting a bit much when the airline told us that they'd stopped boarding. We need the dog held somewhere for one night until we get there. (The Chicago-Denver flight is once a week.) Fortunately, they gave us the name of a lovely pet hotel thingy and friends in Denver vouched for it. Unfortunately, they don't pick the dogs up from the airport, so they in turn, recommended a lovely Pet Taxi service. I know.
This is all the Ball & Chain's fault as usual. He and the Man-Child are doing their annual manly thing of driving two days over the snowy plains of the Mid-West. His response to my hint that they take the dog, if I recall, were "If she comes in the car, you're all coming in the car." Gulp.
So this Christmas should be quite different from others. I just hope the dog doesn't get altitude sickness from being at 9,000 feet and above for two weeks. I don't even think there's an emergency vet within a thirty mile radius of Copper.
Watch this space.