Today was our dry run for the long drive to Montana. Can’t have a wiggly whining doggie for hours in the car, so I tried half of one of the pills the vet recommended. Poor little boy–slightly nervous but VERY sleepy. He managed to stay awake, just barely, and spent a couple of hours in the car while I ran errands. Very sweet, but not my usual perky guy!
I have visions of Chewy as an old man doggie, cuddled in my lap with no energy. Nice, but now I’m waiting for him to start barking at lawnmowers, demanding I try to get the ball away from him, and standing by the treat drawer with that look of royalty in his eyes.