We don’t mind long driving trips, quite the contrary. My husband and I love to drive, switching the pilot and co-pilot roles every couple hours, so that no one becomes overly tired. We’ve taken many long trips together this way, but never with our dogs as (reluctant) passengers. This was a first for them, and because of their advanced age we were a bit worried. The first stretch took us from Oklahoma all the way to Sedona, AZ, where we spent a day resting our tired bones and making sure the dogs recovered.
They spent most of the day in the prone-position, alternating between profound snoring and dreaming, their paws kicking imaginary enemies or perhaps pursuing chubby squirrels in the backyard left behind. Nine hundred and twenty five miles behind. But that, was just the beginning…
The second and final leg of the trip, from Sedona to Los Angeles, was something I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. Our Dalmatian developed severe intestinal problems, but because of the heat while crossing the Mojave Desert, we brought them into the cab with us. The adjectives “stressful” and “uncomfortable” don’t quite describe it. I only put things in perspective by thinking about a recent story from my friend Jenny, who endured an 11 hour train trip STANDING UP, in a super crowded, not exactly fragrant car in China. So, a 7.5 hour trip squeezed in with two stressed, smelly dogs didn’t seem so bad! 😉
But, somehow we made it. Our new “nano-house” needs some work to make it livable, but we started making progress yesterday. I don’t have a recipe for you yet, so I’ll leave you with a song that we listened to a lot during our journey. The melody and rhythm of this song have the power to instantaneously make me happy, and the lyrics summarize how we feel (for the full lyrics, click here):
Home is wherever I’m with you!
Thank you for all the comments left on my previous post, it was absolutely wonderful to read them!
ONE YEAR AGO: Pork Medallions with Mustard-Caper Sauce