The boys, Willow and I are heading off on a grand adventure. Tomorrow we fly to St. Louis for 6 days. Family reunions for both my mom and my dad's sides of the family.
I had originally intended to bring My Beloved, the Daughters, and my nanny along. That didn't work out financially. So just us guys plus Willow.
I called ahead and we have an appointment with TSA to go through screening. Southwest knows that we are bringing a service dog. Hotel knows.
I have sedatives for Middle (and myself). I have 2 back-up leashes for Willow. I have a portable water bowl and one day worth of food for her. I have a tie-out cable so I can let her have a little room to roam outside. I have a back-up vest for her. I have a "Service Dog Handler" card on a lanyard with her picture and my name. I have another one that says "I am watching Middle." I have laminated card to pin on Middle's backpack that says "My name is Middle. I have autism. I don't talk. If you find me, call my dad at 425-785-3841.
I think I am ready.
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