But never easy.
Mum took George to Dorset today to stay with Hebe and Blaze while she and I embark on our next trip.
We have a couple of very busy days before leaving on Thursday evening, and Mum thought it best to take him before it all becomes a big rush.
You always know when Mum’s feeling sad – she’s hugging us a lot and she takes A LOT of photos of us. LOL!
It began last night as she watched George sleeping in his bed by her desk.
This morning …
They had breakfast at Bluebird Cafe – and even though there was a black Staffie nearby, George did not bark. He looked at Mum and stayed close by, er, well he was seeking attention at the next table.
Look at the colour of the taxi they took to Waterloo Station! There’s something pink going on in our world!
They boarded the train and she takes a selfie of George!
On the train to Gillingham … she is unstoppable!
She even took photos of his head!
Of course he wanted to say hello to everyone.
As they neared Gillingham, Mum showed George where he was going …
And they finally arrived at Gillingham and there was Jane!
And there was his mate Christoph!
George knew something was happening. He was trembling …
It makes it just a bit better that he is going to a place where he will be loved and cuddled. Wonder which bed he will be sleeping in. He will have a huge garden to run in and he will bark at the cows in the fields.
He settled in very quickly and got into routine …
And knows his commands!
He will play with Blaze, maybe not so much Hebe. Even knowing all that, Mum still felt a little sad and a little guilty for leaving him behind – especially with him still hobbling around. (When we come home we will be taking him to the Royal Vet Hospital to figure out what could be wrong. We’ve had three vet opinions but nothing conclusive so a MRI has been booked.)
So a rainbow at the end of the return journey home to London made Mum feel just a little better. And of course all the updates from Jane reassured Mum that George is ok. He’s a tough little guy and he has always adapted.
May’s comment: Always the days leading up to leaving any of them is always the saddest … last night as I got George’s bag ready for his stay with Jane, I kept looking at this little guy in his bed. Palpitations of the heart – overcame with sadness for leaving him.
Darcy and I will be travelling for a week – and it is almost impossible to bring the two of them on this trip. Besides he will be happier anyway running in the countryside and getting all the cuddles and attention that he loves – especially from Christoph.
But still, that whole leaving them behind just always makes me upset. I am just grateful in knowing that there are places he can go to where he is well loved.
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It’s so hard to leave our fur babies, sometimes doing what’s best is the hardest!
Oh, May, I could just feel your saddness about leaving George behind! I go off to work for the day and I cry having to leave my Petey behind, driving home from work, I drive like the car is on fire just to get home to my “son”! I wish you and Darcey a safe and splendid trip! I know George is in good hands!
We crazy fur parents! So glad to know we are all alike! ?
Have a great trip. Poor little George was a little love. He’s having a holiday in Kent. Very retro of him. In years gone by Londoners went to Kent to the farms to pick fruit get paid and called it a holiday.xx
Oh I wished I wont be travelling a lot , I could take care of him.