So last weekend, like I posted earlier this week, Krissie and I flew on Thursday evening from New Orleans to Dallas. Not a long flight, but one that we could see how Krissie would do.
Can you say probably never again will that girl go anywhere near an airport? Maybe because she is still young and we are still training on things, I am not sure, all I know is she was more stressed than I was. I am not sure who gave the most emotional support to the other. Me or her….lol
On the serious side though, she really did stress and I was very concerned coming home on Sunday because of how stressed she was making herself. But she did leave her legendary “Krissie nose prints” on the plane window for the next passenger to wonder what it was…hee hee.
She was great going through security, at the gate before we boarded, but once we were on the plane and we were in the take off or landing mode, she was having none of it.
It is amazing to me how dogs sense things. I know that her senses were in overload because of all the people, the noise of the plane, etc. I really felt bad and still do that I put her through that experience.
We will be driving from now on and my husband is going to use my flight to come see me soon in New Orleans. All I could see was losing the emotional support dog that was bought for me after my Big Bubby left this earth.
When we landed back in New Orleans on Sunday night, retrieved our bag, and got to our car, Krissie passed out in the backseat. Then when we got home, all she wanted to do was go to the bedroom get on the bed and go back to sleep. I even have video of her snoring with her tongue hanging out. I laughed at her but knew she was so worn out from the trip that was how she was sleeping it off.
Also, to those who don’t know, yes it is appropriate for an emotional support dog or service dog to board a plane with the proper paperwork in hand. We had a few people who were not happy they had to fly with a dog. Lucky for me I had a nice man behind me and a woman beside me who were dog lovers and who helped me not here what others were saying about me having her in the cabin of the plane.
Sometimes I want to wear a sign when I have her out, “I buried my 24 year old son, do you really want to fight about my dog because I would gladly trade places with you.” It amazes me how harsh the world is anymore. There is no compassion for those that have disabilities that are not seen by the eyes.
Losing a child gives you a whole new perspective on life and how to live it. Don’t take yours for granted if you haven’t lost a child, you have today make it count. Don’t worry about the person next to you that you don’t know, make it count with your family.