If all goes well, and thanks to considerable help from a vet friend at Save a Sato, Rafael and Carmelito will catch a plane from San Juan to Minneapolis this Sunday.
Cargo hold, Delta airlines, with a stopover in Atlanta to stretch and pee. Maybe they’ll have time for a Cinnabon. I can’t decide if the whole idea is hilarious or just crazy. Dogs do it all the time, apparently, but I simply can’t imagine.
We’ve decided to try fostering them ourselves but since 5 boy dogs sadly continues to seem like too many, they’ll enter the PAWS program and live with us only until they find permanent families.
We’ll let you know how their arrival and acclimation goes. I only know them from that one afternoon on the beach, really, so we’re strangers to one another. My main hope is that a long conversation about potty training is all it will take.
Hope you all are doing well. Thank you for your brave act of kindness.