Tuesdays have become my fly day to take dogs to L.A.X for their fights up north. It is so much easier on them to fly for a few hours then be done with it than drive for 25 hours in the heat or cold. Yep, that’s the way to go. This lucky band of brothers and sisters is heading up to a great rescue that I talked to after they arrived; they are at their foster and already settled in for the night. They took the trip really well and we were met at the airport by the rescue, no waiting around. Then off to their fosters home. Well planned, well executed. Wish all went this smoothly.
