Watson and I left New York yesterday afternoon. Due to a series of infuriating and baffling circumstances, we stayed awake all night at the airport. Our best-case-scenario flight has been delayed by 40 additional interminable minutes.
None of this is ideal, but we are having an adventure together. Watson has comforted many sleepy adults and patiently let some fussy babies pull his ears. He said “WOOF grrrrrrrr GET AWAY FROM MY MOM” to dark shadowy figures and the vacuum. We found a dog store that sold a pumpkin pie for Watsons, but no raw dog food. It is okay to have treats for breakfast, sometimes.