Getting to Florida has Highs, and Lows
So getting to Florida proved to be a little more adventurous than I would’ve liked, but we are here, safe, and wet:(
I had a little bit of trouble at the airport, mainly because I still hold a British passport and was unawear that I needed to electronically fill out a form so that I could enter into the US.
Luckily for me one of the guys with us had an iPhone and was able to help me fill it out on the spot so I could travel, otherwise I would’ve been forced to fill it out at home, thus missing my flight and joining our team late.
Even Bar had a bit of a “rough” flight, never settling down at all.
He was pretty scared, which is rare for him since we have flown a lot since I got him.
He spent the majority of the flight shaking and panting, both of which are signs of stress in dogs.
The first time I flew with him, we went from Oregon to Chicago and he was a little nervous but since then we have flown five times and he’s been fine.
I hope its just a case of him forgetting that the airplane is not out to get him.
Aww poor Bar. The only time Trix shook on a plane was as we flew through some turbulence, which perhaps may have contained some remnants of a thunder storm. She hates thunder when we’re on the ground, I’m sure she wouldn’t wanna be nose to nose with that energy. I mean, it wasn’t thundering or anything, but there was definitely some funky weather, and when we were through it, boo dog was fine.
Damn technicalities and yea for iPhones. Glad you made it to Florida.