Boarding Guilt

I know I haven't written in about a week. Mostly, I've been feeling kind of guilty. My husband and I are going away for a mini-vacation, a three night stay at a b&b near a state park south of us. That means we have to board Radar. We have to drop him off today, even though we're not leaving until tomorrow, because we can't drop him off on Thanksgiving. We also have to be back by nine on the nose Sunday morning to pick him up, or we can't get him until Monday evening, since we'll be at work all day. I can only hope that he doesn't feel completely abandoned, and has mostly forgotten about the (at least) two previous owners who gave him away. The anticipation is obviously more traumatic for me then him!

Oh, yeah, and he has to go to the vet this afternoon. My husband wants to know why Radar's been chewing his bum so much he made a scab. Interestingly, I made the appointment last week, knowing I had today off, and his bum is pretty much healed with minimal new chewing. I'll still take him though, and at least have his ears checked out. We've been trying really hard over the past few months to make sure they're staying clean and infection free. :)