One thing, despite of the long planning and preparations, was what it would do to me.
In the last 2 weeks my tank was just empty, mentally exhausted.
Luckily I ad from my military training, some knowledge about that and how to notice it, what to do and how to deal with it.
I just had never thought about it, was unprepared. It just hit me like a hammer.
So I went into survival mode, as trained, so many years ago.
Mental survival.
2 weeks were left, any failure not to be accepted, concentrate on the only task, April 22 , nothing else.
We left on the 21th.
My mini van loaded with the dog crates, luggage and so on, plus my 2 dogs. My dear friends Jim and Jaky followed in their car.
First leg was Castle Rock, just 7 hours.
We stayed over night.
The dogs were confused. Would not pee or take a dump. Yella did pee on the morning of 22. But Bus no way, he was hyperventilating so bad that I gave him a quarter of those sleeping pills. It helped, but no pee.
My flight was 5.15 pm, with checking starting at 2pm.
We left the Motel around 12 and then waited at the short term parking lot. Put the kennels together and waited.
I had some sleeping pills for the dogs. Till they work, 45 min and then they last 12 hours and a bit. So I gave them their pills at 1pm and the we waited again.
Both my friends are like family to me and the waiting really chewed on us.
And then we were on the go, up the elevator, down the elevator and so on.
It took an hour for my check in, because of my dogs. I have to say Lufthansa checked everything. Very concerned about the well being of my dogs.
Super good, I liked it. Then I had to haul the dogs to the security check. It was time to say good by to my brother and sister. That was tough, too.
Could not speak, just hug, turn and haul my dogs of to security.
I was just numb
In the last 2 weeks my tank was just empty, mentally exhausted.
Luckily I ad from my military training, some knowledge about that and how to notice it, what to do and how to deal with it.
I just had never thought about it, was unprepared. It just hit me like a hammer.
So I went into survival mode, as trained, so many years ago.
Mental survival.
2 weeks were left, any failure not to be accepted, concentrate on the only task, April 22 , nothing else.
We left on the 21th.
My mini van loaded with the dog crates, luggage and so on, plus my 2 dogs. My dear friends Jim and Jaky followed in their car.
First leg was Castle Rock, just 7 hours.
We stayed over night.
The dogs were confused. Would not pee or take a dump. Yella did pee on the morning of 22. But Bus no way, he was hyperventilating so bad that I gave him a quarter of those sleeping pills. It helped, but no pee.
My flight was 5.15 pm, with checking starting at 2pm.
We left the Motel around 12 and then waited at the short term parking lot. Put the kennels together and waited.
I had some sleeping pills for the dogs. Till they work, 45 min and then they last 12 hours and a bit. So I gave them their pills at 1pm and the we waited again.
Both my friends are like family to me and the waiting really chewed on us.
And then we were on the go, up the elevator, down the elevator and so on.
It took an hour for my check in, because of my dogs. I have to say Lufthansa checked everything. Very concerned about the well being of my dogs.
Super good, I liked it. Then I had to haul the dogs to the security check. It was time to say good by to my brother and sister. That was tough, too.
Could not speak, just hug, turn and haul my dogs of to security.
I was just numb
