Very early tomorrow morning we'll be packing Great Pyrenees Daisy and Beagle Pup Bert in the pickup and heading up our finally defrosted driveway and 40 miles to the vet's office so they can both get fixed—because as adorable as I'm sure they would be, we really don't need any Great Beagles. Bert will also have the end of his injured candy cane tail carefully snipped off, so it will stop catching on things and causing him to yelp out in pain. Plus it'll make him look spiffier.
As for seating arrangements, Daisy will be riding in the dog/sheep transport cage turned experimental chicken tractor in the bed of the truck (the two hens currently residing in it will be let out loose for the day, since Bert won't be around to attack them), and Bert will be on my lap, with a barf blanket tucked safely between us. Yep, he's a little puker.
Wish us luck!
Just meeting these two cute canines? You can get to know Crazy Daisy, who came to live with us two and a half years ago here and here. Bert, who moved to the farm on December 27th, is up to all sorts of puppy stuff here.
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© FarmgirlFare.com, the traveling foodie farm blog where Daisy and Bert will be spending tomorrow night at the vet, which is going to be weird. How quickly I've gotten used to having that little guy in the house! I know they're both going to be scared and confused since they've never been away from home, so I'm hoping they can stay in kennel cages that allow them to see each other. And I'm bringing one of
my Bert's socks and his favorite blanket (not the barf one from the truck) to keep him company. Yes, I'm one of those kind of fretful and no doubt annoying dog owners, but I can't help it. At least I'm not asking to stay there with them—but only because I need to be back here taking care of all the other critters.