Wanderings of the Mind - A dog gone shame

We'll be headed back to Pennsylvania on Wednesday, spending ten days visiting my parents, attending my class reunion, relaxing, seeing old friends, and sightseeing.  It'll be hectic trying to fly cross-country with two young children, but it's worth it.

What would be problematic is what we do with Vesta during the trip.  Luckily, Sue and Mark love giving her a vacation spot to enjoy for times like this.  They snuggle with her, give her some treats, take long walks and hikes with her, and enjoy having a puppy in the house for a week or two.

We took the dog over there today, as we had a family BBQ planned.  Vesta loved being there with everyone, even though it was hot.  She checked out the perimeter for invaders, stood on alert for falling food, and by the end of our visit was falling asleep while trying to stay alert, since she hadn't had her usual beauty naps with all the excitement.

She seemed to understand when we left that she was staying behind.  She gave a little bit of a mournful look, but didn't try to run after us and did not seem too terribly upset.  Still, it's hard to leave her behind.

Tonight, Jennie's out dancing, so I'm home basically alone since the kids have gone to bed.  It's very strange to have a snack and not have a furry snout come check it out.  And I'll miss having her curled up at my feet tonight when I go to bed.  I know that taking her over today was a very good idea.  She always gets very nervous when we start packing, and I don't even know if there would have been room for her in the car when we head to Sue and Mark's on our way to the airport.  So taking her now should make things better for her in the long run.

But I miss my fuzzy puppy.  That's one good thing to look forward to when the vacation finally wraps up.