We are very fortunate. We love to travel and we get to take off and explore several times each year. Sometimes it's in our small RV and Mr. Fenway gets to go along with. He loves being Camper Boy because it means he can sleep with us. But then again, sometimes we plan a trip that includes a flight or a location where bringing our dog would be problematic if not impossible. So then he can stay at our daughter's house where he can play with cousin Sadie and hide all of her toys.If that doesn't work, he gets to go to "Camp Glendale". As I said, we are fortunate....and having good friends who love to have Fenway come to visit is part of that good fortune. Our friends have three big dogs of their own, but our littler guy fits right in. And he loves it. A big fenced in yard. New toys. Three friends to chase or nap with. It's dog heaven. He's even had the chance to jump into Evan and Sam's big RV and go off to dog shows (as a viewer, not a participant).
Of course camp can have it's downside. Once he got to go boating on the Milwaukee River and promptly fell overboard.....he can swim! And sometimes our friends dress him with silly hats (hard for such a sophisticated gentleman).But we love to have him spend time at camp because he comes home so tired that he sleeps for days. And, at this point, after so many years of never having to go to a kennel, he is spoiled by all the attention he enjoys at camp. (He often gets a "Spa Day" that includes, bath, toenail trimming and tooth brushing!)
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