We put Moose in the kennel over the weekend while we went down to Miami Beach for some rest. They love our dog at the boarders and squeal over him every time he visits. Moose is less enamored with the kennel, he shook all the way there and as soon as we placed him into the boarder’s arms he leaped back into Scott’s arms. He came home with a bath, a new hanky around his neck and a report card that says he was an A+ “happy camper.” We came home with a full day of doing nothing more strenuous than moving from the pool to the ocean, but that’s getting to be as much as I can handle. In fact, after a very uncomfortable drive there and back, I decided I’ve been on my last trip away before Baby.