When I picked her up with Trixie from Reagan National in DC. Echo Dogs had her flown in a pressurized/climate controlled cargo flight. She was perfectly calm and wiggled her tail when she saw Trixie and me.
Trixie was so wonderful that day. It was literally a hello, let's go to the airport, pick up the puppy (well, we had time for a latte), take Trixie back home, meet Mama Dog with Ursa, get Ursa to potty, jump back in the car, drive 2 hours back to C'ville. Why do I call her Ursa here? She had not yet earned her nickname from Pop Pop.
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Yes, I am wonderful ;)
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