First night...

Well, it actually wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. Don't get me wrong, I've been awake since 3:30, but, I can't blame beautiful dear boy Truckee for that since I'm now sitting at the airport on my way to Las Vegas, hopefully for the last long trip for a while.

He did amazing. He slept beautifully in his crate and would wake us up to go potty. The first time, we were just thinking...oooh, here it starts. But, I thought maybe he needs to go potty. Sure enough. Carried him outside, and as soon as his feet hit the ground he piddled. I carried him back inside and placed him back in his crate and we all went back to sleep for 6 hours. Not bad. 3:30 he woke up again. This time Chet took him out and he piddled. But, when he was back in his crate he was still whinning. So I took him back out and sure enough, he had to still go potty.

We all were back and cozy in our beds when 4:30 rolled around, and neither Chet or I was back to sleep. But, that was my wake up call to get ready to head to the airport. I think I goofed when I turned out a light in the living room, which Truckee could see. At that point, he was ready to get up and out. Oops. So after one more trip outside to make sure he didn't still have to go potty, I left him on the bed with Chet.

Oooh, lordy....see Chet has alergies to too much dander. So we make an effort to keep the dog off the bed. At least we did with Madison. We'll see, Truckee may have just broken through that barrier.

There's so much more to share, but right now I'm too tired, I was just impressed to get 6 hours of uninterupted sleep last night. Good news.