I was on vacation last Saturday through Wednesday. It was...different. Besides the point of my experience which I'll talk about in later post, I wanted to talk my dog's first experience with boarding.
We dropped our dog, Bandit, off Saturday at a small boarding place which was actually on a road that was named Barker. It was a cute little cabin and seemed like an actual vacation for Bandit. Honestly, I didn't know what to think about the process and the way Bandit was going to react.
The minute we walked in the place it was three other people that trailed behind us with their dogs. Bandit being his obvious overly friendly self wanted to basically wanted to harass the other dogs. It was these two small adorable dogs. They looked like they were mocking Bandit and really want to play with him.
The other lady with this lab that kind of looked like Bandit since he is a lab mix just sat there looking at the chaos. This fuzzy dog, I forgot the breed, snapped at the tiny dog and the owner took her outside.
A worker finally came out and started checking Bandit in. She asked about the food amount and that was it. That was it. I thought they would ask other questions even though we set up the time and stuff. It was strange. one of the tiny dogs started to poop on the floor like it was completely normal. After that little scene was cleaned up, Bandit excitedly followed a worker to his suite.
