It was quite the trip as Ruth was howling, yup howling like a coyote, in the overcrowded lines at the airport trying to get through security. LOL, it was GREAT as her howling was 'upsetting the working bomb dogs' so they came and got Jessi and I and Ruth OUT of the lines and escorted us through security in 6 minutes flat. WOW, that has never happened before. Guess a howling puppy at the airport has its benefits-:)
Ruth has a heavy coat, like her dam, Saga, so she was overheating in the airport carryon. I got her wet, gave her water, but she was really uncomfortable. Finally, we took Jessi's carryon thermos, filled it with ice from the stewardess and put inside the puppy carry on. THAT worked as Ruth curled up around it and slept.
When we got to Denver, we had a plane change, so I did my unique method to get a puppy to pee when/where needed. I had packed some soaked urine sawdust from her box at home in plastic bags and had also packed puppy pads. We got her off the plane into the airport terminal, found an empty family restroom (which has room to maneuver), took her out of her puppy carry on, placed her on spread out puppy pads which we sprinkled with the soaked sawdust. Voila....she pee'd and that was that! Piece of cake. You don't want a puppy less than 10 weeks old on ANY ground that isn't sterile and/or your home as diseases are so easily transmitted so extra precautions keep a puppy safe until it is home.
Then we made it safely to SLC, got the car and were homeward bound for another 3+ hours of travel.
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HOME AT LAST. Time for introductions to the Lee Pack
Wayne |
Redd |
Boaz
Well, if Master Sugar Bear is watching, so will I. |
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