Last year, at the last minute, I backed out of getting Tahoe kenneled while I took a trip to San Francisco. I just couldn't leave my baby. So I bought a carrier, got a health certificate and bought him a pet ticket on the airline so he could fly in the cabin with me.
I carried him all over San Francisco and, if you've been to San Francisco, you know that it's all hills! Up and down. I was exhausted. But he was a little prince wherever we went. So often, we'd be on the cable car or in a restaurant and he'd be in his case and people would say "OMG, you have a dog in there! I didn't even know he was there!"
When I'd walk out of the hotel room with him, the maids would say "You have a dog in there? (it was a pet friendly hotel...Sir Francis Drake) Usually we know when there is a dog in a room and we didn't hear a peep out of him!"
He's my love love.
