Taking Tucker to the Resort - A Lesson in Making Us Feel Guilty

Tucker was in the "resort" recently. The last time we were there, we were asked politely to get Tucker fixed before we brought him in again. That was going to be tough since Tucker was scheduled to return to the resort just five days later. In fact, Tucker was scheduled to be fixed just three days after our vacation was over... so we were a bit worried when we brought him in this last time.

Both of us were remembering their words when they told us that Tucker was essentially "going to town on a cute Golden Retriever puppy."

Muh wife was more concerned about this than I was. Personally. I don't care what he does. He should do whatever his puppy needs dictate. If he is bad, separate him. It isn't that hard.

Anyway, we brought him to the resort and walked in the front door. There was a bit of a back up at the front desk so we stood around waiting for the line to move. One of the owners came out and asked us to bring Tucker over so she could take him into the back. We handed the little fella to the counselor and she frowned when she heard that he wasn't fixed yet. (It has only been five days since the last time you passed judgment on our frisky puppy!)

She said with an actual frown emphasizing the last two words - "Last time, Tucker was a 'bad boy.'" I looked her in the eye and said, "Well, if he gets like that again, do what you have to do." She actually frowned MORE, which seemed impossible and said something about a time out. Ouch. can we feel any guiltier?

So, we finally got through the line at the front desk where we fill out all the important paperwork only to be made to feel guilty by the other owner at the front desk. He made us feel guilty that we brought a dog carrier for Tucker to sleep in. As big as the Big Blue Buick is, it doesn't hold a crate, so we bring the carrier for him to sleep in. He sleeps in the carrier most of the day anyway... so what difference does it make?

Also... at the resort, he gets his own wide open "cabin" for goodness sake.

He also made it seem like we were bad parents for not bringing a blanket or pillow/cushion for Tucker to sleep on. Look buddy. you don't know our Tucker like we do. Tucker is an eater. He eats whatever we put into his crate. If you want to chase pillow stuffing all over the resort.

Be my guest.

With Tucker in the resort, we began our week long vacation. During the vacation, we seriously would talk about the silliest things... Much to muh wife's dismay, I would say things like -- I hope Tucker is dropping his seed everywhere... one last hurrah. Muh wife would frown and shake her head. I think secretly... she agreed with me.