He's a travelin' pup

Now that the question of his name was answered, it was on to the next concern. Would Albie be comfortable with leaving a home he has known for literally one night and travel across the state with two virtual strangers? With all his worldly possessions in tow (mind you, that only included a couple toys, a chewy and his crate), we were off on our first journey together. It was amazing. He absolutely loved being in the truck. We built a platform in the area behind the seats in the truck so he could look out of the back, but he decided the armrest between us was a perfect puppy perch. And that is where he spent most of the ride. We arrived at the house after dark and quickly got settled into our room. We set up the crate, wondering how he would do sleeping, not only in a strange room, but in a crate he'd only slept in once before. Albie was wonderful. We had no reason to worry at all. It was soon very obvious that he loves traveling. In fact, we have found that he is at his happiest when we are on the road. He loves being in a car. 

For four lovely days, we spent every moment together, enjoying the beautiful Sierra foothills. Albie did really well with all the people he met. He did great walking on a leash. We did find out he had kennel cough, which he must have got at the rescue. We fretted some over his persistent hacking, but he seemed quite healthy otherwise. Little did we know, this was just the beginning of many journeys to be made together. I would tell you more about that weekend, but I think pictures tell the story just as well.

Waiting to head out.

He was such a little thing.

Albie's first time in snow.

He's full of piss and vinegar, ok maybe just vinegar.

Waiting with his daddy. Yes, I'm mommy.