This Was A First!

Never in all of our camping adventures has this EVER happened! I realize that we are up one dog and my daughter got confused but apparently our one dog that doesn't run to the back door with excitement as we pack up to leave for one of our trips, didn't make it into the truck as we pulled out of the drive way.  Of course, the hustle bustle of walking the dogs after the drive to the park still didn't bring this fact to anyone's attention. It was when we were letting them into the camper after their potty walks that the head count brought the truth to light and the change of plans into action. Chicatoo was Home Alone! (queue paws slapped on either side of her face!)

Back to the house I drove. Thank goodness the park is a short distance from the house (within an hour). As I walked up to the front porch to unlock the door, I could hear her whining from the other side. Tail a wagging, she practically jumped into my arms as I stepped in. Here, one might think complete free reign to the house and not having to deal with any other dog would be pure heaven to her, apparently being with her humans was higher up on the list. The excitement continued until she kissed each human she could see at the campsite and the eyeballs of every Chi friend in the camper - then she crashed!