Today Junior and travelled together for the first time! It was not not nearly as chaotic as I thought it would be. Junior got a Benadryl, which knocked him out cold, and I was so excited because I thought I packed pretty lite! That's "was excited." Poor Zack almost twisted his ankle carrying my bag to the car, and even asked whether or not I weighed the thing. "I pack like that all the tim," I quipped, truly believing that I had done a good job and spared much of what I thought I might need. Low and behold, when I got to the American Airlines counter, I had to weigh in. The Big Red one came in at 52 lbs and then a big bright orange sticker that read "Heavy" was slapped on my bag. Alas, sans the puppy food, pumpkin pancake and pumpkin bread mix (that I picked up at Trader Joe's to share with Tristan) and loads of moisturizer I plan to use, it is bound to lighter on the way home! That doesn't necessarily count all the shopping I do with my Mom and friends while there, but that's why Zack will bring a suitcase for himself!
Back to Junior - he is being such a good little boy!!! He is in his Sherpa carry on, just hanging out. "Junior, didn't you know this was why I had it randomly unzipped, throwing your toys inside of it, so you could crawl in and out of all these days?". "Yes mom, but now I am stuck here wondering what you are doing!" "I'm getting us to where we need to go! and oh by the way, this whole thing was planned this way so you could come home with me!" "Well, the only thing I can do is sleep." Here, take some Benadryl and sleep away! None if these trials and tribulations could take away the coolness factor that he was actually WITH me! At least he is not one of those poor doggies that are traveling below the cabin with all sorts of luggage and boxes! Geez, if its anything like it is in the cabin, then frankly thats not good enough! I had to take him out of the carry on once to walk through Security which was cute. I pulled him out and got a big "awwwww" from the passengers and TSA officials. Junior was so chill, it kinda had me worried for a second - was he freaked or was the Benadryl working? Then it got to the rat pack chaos and obnoxious rush of people pushing all their bins through so they could put their shoes and belts back on - so we went to another table to set him back into the carry on. Poor little guy- I could tell he was just like "Whatever you say Momma. Keep me safe from those cranky old ladies behind us who didn't say 'awwwww!'" And so I did!
It was so hot in the cabin when I first got on the plane. I will save the issue of the fact TNT I was starving and had just purchased a sickening amount of money for a burger, which was now stuck in my backpack. I could smell it the whole time and boy did it smell good! That poor little old woman who tried to cut ahead of me was now stuck behind me smelling my food! But it was getting hot. Passengers who were already seated were complaining about the fact that there was no air, and one woman was having a panic attack. She had to go to the back of the plane for some air. In my opinion, the flight attendants did not appear to be that concerned. I wondered how much of the woman's behavior was overreacting, and how much of it was real. I had to put my backpack- burger & all - in the bins five rows behind me. I suddenly got very worried about poor little Junior who I had placed on the floorboard under the seat. I unzipped the top to make sure he was still alive, and he licked my fingers. Ah. Cold nose and warm tongue! Whew! Now what the hell, turn on the plane and let's go!
Finally in the air! 30 minutes behind schedule, but you know these pilots just go a few more hundreds of mikes faster, or take a shortcut or whatever. I gave Junior some ice and checked on him a few more times during the flight. I didn't want to get him all riled up yet though. Still a few more hours til he sees his Uncle Bevo and Gramma & Granpa! Fly on little sleepy peepy poopy puppy! Fly on Fatty McGee! Mack Brown Junior is coming to town!! : )
And to town we are... Well, now let's just call it Central BadAss Texas! The landing was I eventful, but Junior did do a little barky bark when I left him to go get my backpack. It was cute though. Within minutes we were down at the Austin Bergstrom Airport's beautiful baggage claim snd Junior was barking wildly at my Mom & Dad! Ah! Home sweet home!
Junior has made himself quite at home here on Winding View. Making friends with Bevo and investigating all corners of the house - and there are many especially as compared to our Lil apt in LA! I am pretty sure the Benadryl has worn off - he's back to his craziness! We shall see what awaits us tomorrow! After getting spoiled by Mom & Dad so far, all I can promise is that we've got a long walk to go on tomorrow so me & Fatty McGee can get a workout! Heh he!
