Feeding Time

After taking care of the business I had today, I grabbed Shea, threw him in the car, and headed for New York. Jeff and I leave for Brazil in a week. My parents are going to watch Shea for us so we don't have to board him. Isn't that sweet of them? I'd say so, considering they don't even like animals! So, sooner than later, Shea needed to get to New York.

I have always chosen fairly good times to travel between Cleveland and Albany. Times that I was not rushed and did not have a deadline to be one place or the other. This held true today as we left close to 2 p.m. However, once I am on the road, my goal is to get to my destination as fast as possible.

This is not good news for Shea. To begin with, laying in the car is not the most comfortable for him. He'd much rather be laying on the couch. On top of the bumpy ride is my God-awful singing. And you better believe that the radio is blaring and I am singing all out. I have to keep myself awake and entertained. Then, is the part about bathroom breaks. I'd rather not give any. But, I feel so bad when I look in my review mirror and see my big guy looking all sad and pathetic. So I end up stopping, running around a grass patch with him, and find him some good trees to mark. I don't know for sure, but I think he appreciates this.

The problem with today was we were driving into the evening. Prime dinner time. With my race against the clock, that need not place, I did not condone stopping to feed Shea. I had his food nicely packaged in a bag, so I had him come sit up near me, and I fed him out of my hand, about five to six pieces of kibble at a time. I thought it was an excellent lesson for Shea in eating nice and slowly. In rationing his food, since he does not necessarily do well with this. However, for me, as he slurped up the food out of my hand, being sure to lick it nice and clean each and every time, the lesson goes back to dish washing. I probably shouldn't let Shea lick the dishes clean for us ever again. They may not actually be all that clean, I know my hand wasn't!

Lucky for me, I had wipes in car!