I appreciate that long haul
flights aren’t fun for anyone but I laughed when the old’s were complaining
about having to fly cheap Malaysia Airlines while I flew Qantas. Believe me,
there was no TV, no complimentary ice cream and nuts. The only thing the
steward brought me was a top up to my water bowl. The funny thing is it promptly
sloshed over me in take off! I’d have loved to watch Hotel for Dogs while
snuggling up to the in-flight cushion. Instead they shove you in a box for an
eternity with only my bed to ‘empty out’ into and then…then, when I finally get
out, the old’s expected me to be happy to see them. Needy or what? I just wanted
to sleep on something that didn’t reek. Hat’s off to the people at each end of
the flight though, they did a grand job.
Anyway that all to one side, my
life is pretty rosy now, Australia
was amazing but how many greyhounds get to travel the world? I’m glad that the
hardest thing I have to think of is where to go to sleep next.
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