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MY Veronica never un-packed..... mum even helped her put all her big evil boxes in SunshadeMOBILE, and SunshadeMOBILE took mum, me, MY Veronica and all her evil boxes here.


We had a bit of flurry earlier, just before we arrived at Vancouver International Airport, so mum put my coat on.

Now, I remember when I first posted about picking MY Veronica up at the airport, a few of you left me comments saying how lucky I was to be allowed in the airport. Well....... not exactly,


However, I do have one piece of advise for my friends - The sign might not always mean what it says.

Because, this might end up happening - All Eyes On MEEEEEE! Notice all smiley faces??


This is Sarah, she was the first one that ran out from behind her counter and asked mum: How old is your Airedale???


She said I was boooootiful, and looked great for being 7. She asked mum what she fed me because she's got a Yorkie at home too, and thank doG mum just said homemade (instead of the BARF diet speech!!).

I was very calm when I first walked in, and Sarah asked mum if I had all that "terrier personality" in me. Mum said OH YEAH... and well, I started to woof wooof WOOOOOOF in agreement!!!!!

(OOPS... Sarah's name tag thingy got tangled up with my looooong face at the end LOL)

Sarah said she doesn't usually have any special feelings towards Airedales, but there was something about ME. (Of course, I'm the SuperDALE!!!) Hehe... I think I may have changed her opinions towards Airedales.

Sarah liked me so much, she radioed Jamie to "come to the check in counters, there's a beautiful Airedale here!"

So Jamie came, and boy, did I ever like him.


(mum: this was uncharacteristic of Sunshade to be so friendly to complete strangers. She is usually VERY aloof to people she doesn't know. She must have known she was the center of the attention LOL)

Here I was, saying HI to another nice lady. She stopped the moving belts behind her where big evil boxes were being passed down, because she didn't want me to go with those big evil boxes.



Of course, as usual, when all eyes are on me, I become the performing seal - as Oscar puts it..

Yes... my BANG!

However, my EVIL mum had the nerve to ask me to do a BANG without leftover FRIED TOFU!!!!! Can you believe it? I couldn't, so I refused to do it. But then, being the good dogter I was, I didn't want to disappoint mum and did it.....

I got a bit warm after all that socializing, so Sarah offered to get me some nice, cold water!!!! See, she brought it to me,


This was my second serving of water from Sarah.


Just before we left the check in counters, Sarah told mum that from the way mum and I interacted and looked at each other, she could tell having every minute of ME in mum's life was totally worth it. Both mum and I would have to agree with Sarah; the bond we have is very special, and we are sooooooo lucky to have each other!!!

All that excitement had me almost forgotten why we were really there.......

Yes... mum, me, and Veronica started to head towards the evil gate. I hate that gate, it's eaten mum, grandpa, and Veronica before (the three hoomans I love the most in this whole wide world), and it was about to do it again..

Me and MY Veronica shared a few last kisses and scratches,



Our last photo together before MY Veronica got eaten....


Then... MY Veronica made her way into the evil gate... I watched her. The lady beside the evil gate said "no no, not allowed", so mum stopped the video.

Here I was, still hoping MY Veronica would magically appear. But she never did... See how low I held my tail (and my tail is almost NEVER down), how slow I walked, how "saggy" I looked because I was so sad?

(mum: if I hadn't kept calling Sunshade, she would have stayed at the gate all night waiting....)

When mum said "she'll come back", I thought mum meant Veronica's "BACK", so I turned around and tried to head towards the gate again. Oh, and I was planning on lifting my leg on the wall beside the evil gate, so mum said ah ahh to stop me...

Some people might wonder why bring me to the airport and have me go through the heartache of seeing someone I love leave. Well, the reason is because I need to know WHY, I need to understand. I need to know WHY MY Veronica is no longer there when I go home. I would have a harder coping if I had gone home one day and find MY Veronica gone, or if she had just left the house and never came back.

SIGH.....

MY Veronica is gone, mum is going back to work after Easter, and I can't go for off leash walkies because of my strained groin muscle, can my life get any worse at the moment????