It's not Door Dash for noms, it's Dog Dash for puppies.
This week, wife kitteh and I grabbed the very unique hound pictured below, a Korean Mastiff - Pit Bull mix, and sprinted to Seattle to deliver him to our son who lives up here. Our son couldn't get a break from work to get the dog himself.
Originally, wife kitteh had intended to take him on a plane, but even at 7 weeks, he was too big for the largest crate you can take on board. That made me her driver and we blasted up here in a day and a half. After working almost a full day, we had 6 hours of driving on Thursday. Friday was a 13-hour marathon, 15 hours including stops, that started around 0330.
Anyway, the little brute, soon to be a huge brute, has been delivered and today we start the trip back.
|His name is Bandit because he looks like the dog from Johnny Quest. JQ's dog was compact and convenient. This guy is going to end up the size of a warehouse.|
On the way up, we took I-5 the whole way, which brought us through Portland. From the freeway at least, Portland is a pit. It's filthy, run down and saturated with homeless encampments. We saw several significant ones from the car as we zipped through.
Given the rioting in Portland, we're not going home that way. You have no idea when BLM is going to decide to close off the freeway and while I'm more than ready to drive our SUV straight through the protesters to save wife kitteh, I'm not ready to go to prison for life just yet. Instead, we'll go through the sane states of Idaho and Nevada.
It's early in the morning right now and I woke up at my regular hour of 0400. I'm watching the hyperactive little dude while the other two get some sleep. That means there's no time for thinking and writing. I've got to run and check to see what he's destroying now with his Jaws of Doom™.
As a closing request, please, please, please don't ask me to bring you a dog from more than a thousand miles away. For the love of Pete, just go to your local animal shelter and get one there.