It is the day before the trip and things are coming together. The goal is to have everything packed and ready on the bikes by 8pm with room left over for last minute things. 8 pm because at 9 we hit the sack~4 am wake up comes early.
The dog already knows something is up because he is acting decidedly needy. Trailing behind us where ever we go. When we are standing up he walks over and leans against my legs ( it is his idea of a hug) and generally being very close at hand. I often wonder if dogs are as smart or as emotional as we give them credit for. I often get egotistical enough to think that when we leave he misses us ~ but then again this is an animal that regularly drags are baby blankets and gloms on to anyone new that comes in the house. After a brief stay from my sister, he laid claim to the sweater she borrowed and unbeknownst to me, dragged it around for 2 days. I found he had taken it into his crate and was snuggling with it. He is a bizarre little thing.