|Paige with her favorite toy, Hedgie|
B-man and I are looking forward to taking a few 'let's break out of our homebody routine' trips this year, which means leaving our doggy, Paige, for several nights at a time. For years, we have taken her to a boarding company that employs young people tattooed from head to toe to care for the dogs that run free in an indoor/outdoor playground. Paige insists on herding everything and when we check on her by webcam to see how she's doing, we get mere glimpses of her running back and forth with her tongue hanging out. Other dogs are lounging on their sides and watching her like, 'who's the crazy bitch?'
Last time we boarded Paige, she came home an absolute mess. She had scratched the skin above her eyes until it was infected, she was anxious (howling in the car on the way home), and she smelled bad, like stressed out doggy B.O. Think Muscs Koublai Khan with more ass.
After a bunch of research, we just found a new place...a family that will involve her as their own and work her into their busy lives. Yesterday was Paige's first trial daycare at her new home away from home. Even though she was a bit 'skittish' according to her new family, we all feel confident that she will settle in nicely as she gets to know everyone. When she got in the car to go home, she settled right onto her blanket without a peep. Best of all, she smelled like her sweet doggy self.
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