I still need to find my camera, so here’s a picture of my mom’s dog, a veteran of being boarded.My grandmother passed away on Sunday, so at the end of this week we are traveling to Indiana to have her funeral. Whenever we go out of town, I always have to think of what to do with the pets.

Usually, it’s not a problem to just have my dad drop in a couple of times a day to walk Tiny and feed him and the cats. But obviously my dad’s going to be gone as well this time, so I had to decide what to do. Tiny would not be able to stand being boarded. He is terrified of cages and most other dogs, and he does have a tendency to bite when he’s upset, so boarding is not really an option for him. Luckily, I have a good friend who lives close by who will be able to come by and walk him and feed the cats while I’m gone.

Kitty, on the other hand, cannot be alone that much. So I called the vet’s office to see about boarding her. Luckily, they have space and it seems they will take really good care of her while I’m gone. Everyone at my vet’s office is enthralled with the cuteness that is Kitty, so I think she’ll be fine. My 8 year old daughter echoes the irrational concerns in my mind though: What if they lose her? What if she gets scared or sick? I mean, the vet’s office is the best place in the world for a dog to take sick, but the thought still echoes irrationally in my head.

I wish I could take her with me, but funerals aren’t a good place to bring your puppy.