Road Trip - Day 1

So, today we realized that having two dogs makes traveling a little more complicated. We are on our way to Missouri for the holidays. Justin and I consider ourselves to be savvy when it comes to traveling, we've both done a little globe trotting and have learned to pack light and plan ahead.

We intended to get an early start on the day but was delayed when lil' Stuart Little rolled in his own poop and needed a bath. Then we gave Pucci a bath, which caused excitability and called for another trip outside. Of course, these two won't go at the same time. When we started packing the car it was soon filled to the brim with crates, carry day bags, tiny clothes, plastic bags, toys, swaddling blankets, more clothes in case of an accident, little jackets for the cold Missouri weather, tins of food, bags of dry kibble, fish oil tablets to keep their fur soft, and fluffy floor pillows! Justin and I managed to get ourselves bathed, dressed, and packed...all the while juggling one dog who was whining for attention and one who we couldn't let out of our sight because he isn't house trained yet. We put them in our bed for a nap and they started fighting. We had to separate them without making one feel less loved than the other. One peed on the floor and had to be rushed outside while I mopped up the urine and made up a cooler full of food for us to eat tonight in our pet friendly hotel (we don't eat out anymore, dogs aren't welcomed there).Downstairs we go but they need to poop first so we walk around the block, picking up the mess along the way. Once we made it to the car, there was a squabble over who would ride on my lap - neither would give way so they flopped down on top of each other. Two minutes into our 15 hour drive we realized that we needed to stop off at PetCo for some last minute necessities and a better fitting harness for lil' Stuart Little. Once out of the car both had to pee. The store was a holy terror! Dogs big and small roaming around like animals (ha), caged cats taunting them with their "come hither" purrs and mews. It was obviously Stu's first time in a store and he as spastic. Pucci was barking at all the other dogs and every kid in the joint just had to pet the cute chihuahuas. By the time we got Stu fitted for his new harness, paid, and made it out the door, they both had to pee. Then Pucci decided to be defiant and refused to walk to the car. Then of course there was the struggle for the coveted lap position again. And it's hot in Wilmington today, so Justin and I are sweating, tired, and starting to get snippy with each other. Phone rings of course, and the dogs are jumping around like a racket ball. But I love them so I guess it's worth it. They look like angels when they're asleep!