Take Me Out To The Ball Game
We are one lucky family to live in the DC area. There is so much to do here with the pooch.
Which makes it fairly easy to practice for things like air travel with the dog. How, you ask, does one practice for a plane ride in the middle of the city?
Simple! Just take him to a baseball game.
It is a place with thousands of people, loud noises, and bright lights.
Grom got to go through a narrow entrance and turnstile, climbed tons of stairs, waited in line for a hot dog, and even rode an elevator. We brought a travel dog bed to make him comfortable and asked him to lay down for nearly the whole game.
Grom was a trooper. Of course, how could he not being fed fries and watching humans fetch the ball for a change.