More airplanes, more zoning out to survive the plastic cattle cars we fly in.
I had a pretty special seatmate on one leg:
Her name is Bean. Whenever the stewards were elsewhere, she stuck her head out of her carrier and checked out the scene. I think she got treats from her person -- she certainly was entirely quiet and calm about this novel experience.
3 comments:
Aaawww. What a cutie.
What a great surprise to find a truly pleasant seat mate... and dogs aren't so chatty.
She's a darling, and helpful, too.
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