At the beginning of October we took an overnight trip to Ottawa. Biko and Happy got to come with us. I'm telling you, never again! The pups were real good in the car. But after being in the car for a day, with bathroom breaks of course, they had quite a lot of energy to disburse. I shudder when I think of those two days.
We found a pet friendly Hotel, and after a lengthy walk in the evening, Biko was quite content.
That could not be said of Happy. He was like a whirlwind, and could not settle down. He reminded me of a five year old on a sugar rush.
I tried to get a good picture, but he soon discovered that he could jump from one bed to the other, and for the next half hour or so, did just that.
He also learned something new on this trip; Biko ever so helpful showed him how he could drink from a toilet! Never before and never since!
These are the only pictures I took on this trip. And that's O.K. it's better forgotten anyway.
The pups behaved well, until about 2 hours from home on our way back. They just had enough of this never ending car ride. It was dark, raining, we've caught a cold, and felt terrible, and they started to fight. In my desperation I threw back my last apple, and that broke the spell. Happy was working on it for about 5 minutes, but that was enough to calm them down.
I even brought along some knitting, but needless to say, I never unpacked it.
Well, live and learn!