When I was single I had 2, Sophie and Gretchen. Never really went anywhere but if I did I had a pen with shade, water and shelter. Had a small foot tall water trough for water and a large self feeder for food. The same pen they stayed in when I was working. Would have a friend check on them periodically if I was gone for several days. Never considered traveling with them even though they were with me almost every time I ran errands. Exception would be when it’s hot like it is now even with the windows down, I’d leave the home.
Started dating my wife, she has the Pomeranian, Riley. Her eldest son was at college and has a chihuahua/poodle mix, Tucker, so that was 4 dogs when everyone was home. Sophie, Gretchen, and Riley learn to tolerate each other but Sophie would rather Riley go away but she was ok with Tucker who loves to torment Riley to the point you can’t even say Tucker without him growling (as best a Pomeranian can) and defending his territory. Gretchen was the only dog he really liked. Youngest sons wife (girlfriend at the time) brings a Golden Retriever, Duke, to the mix. Gretchen is not impressed and Duke isn’t going to put up with Tucker so it becomes a challenge to keep everyone happy and safe. When I lost Sophie it lessened that tension but shortly after that a friend had a CockerPoo show up and of course the eldest son just had to take it in...most ill mannered dog I’ve seen in a long time. Energetic, runs, jumps on everyone, hikes it’s leg on ev-ver-ry-thing everywhere, curly shaggy hair....just an all around mess. I finally put my foot down, spend $1200 to convert my dogs run into 3 separate kennels complete with a heated and cooled area for the city dogs. ALL dogs were to be kenneled. Kids didn’t like it, Duke didn’t like it, but amazingly it stuck. Except for Tucker, the 7 pounder that would be the end of mankind if something happened to him.
Rolling on along, youngest gets married, buys a house, fixes it up, moves his bride and Duke in. Bride gets a job and Dukes separation anxiety kicks in. He starts eating the house.....some how the answer to that was get him a companion.....a German Sheppard. Kid you not. So it was 6 dogs and 5 people when the kids came home.
Wife and I have had the discussion of why people think they have to take their dogs along when they go somewhere. Kids tell us it’s implied you will be bringing you dogs if your invited somewhere. Course neither have made accommodations for their dogs to be gone longer than just going to work. Only once did we take the dogs with us, the pen I kept mine in was the back yard of the house we had just torn down to build a new one and couldn’t trust the yard fence where we were living to hold them. Was an overnight trip to the sister-in-law’s for a birthday party. She encouraged us to bring them so we did.
Gretchen was bad about separation anxeity until she became accustom to a situation. She chewed out of a chain link pen, dug out when she couldn’t chew out. I Built the kennel pens out of 4x4 goat panels. Put old cattle panels in the ground to stop the digging. It didn’t take all to long for her to adjust. She may have rather been with me, but she would readily kennel and wait for me to return.
Question I have is how do you deal with visitors/family bring their dogs/pets?