Charlie went on his first traveling adventure. Let's just say Charlie meets the maximum capacity for carry-on luggage. Lucky for me, he loves small spaces. Him and I tackled the airport together, I pulled him in his rolly carry on bag and he was content as a clam (where did that expression come from and what makes people think clams are happy?). The only time he misbehaved was when I was rolling him down the aisle of the airplane, he let out one very LARGE bark. After that he was good to go. Once in Tampa little Charlie had the time of his life. He got to ride in the car, go to the dog park, tour Hyde Park, go swimming for the first time (of which he did not like), see the entire family, and meet his "sister" lucy. Let's just say Lucy being pretty old, didn't take to Charlie too well, but he still had fun. All-in-all Charlie loved Tampa, and I am pretty sure he misses it. I hope to bring him back soon, if only the cost of flying a dog was cheaper...
Here is a picture of Charlie in Tampa, gaurding my luggage, hoping we can stay in Tampa just a little longer.
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