What happens when you combine a holiday, a roadtrip, a moving truck, and a whole bunch of dogs?  Lots.  But mostly, we just took pictures of the dogs.

Stacey’s parents were kind enough to store some of the stuff from our house and garage that didn’t fit in the moving truck back in September (some of it would have been all sorts of convenient to have, but that’s another story), and so, with the help of our neighbor, we got a pretty smokin’ deal on a Penske truck, loaded up the dogs in the Hellement, and set out to eat some turkey and finally finish moving.

Shortly after we hit the road, it became apparent that Cervantes was feeling a little overwhelmed in the mighty Honda, so he ended up being my shotgun-rider in the truck from Spartanburg, SC all the way to Waynesville, OH (and then again on the way home).  Cloud, Giselle, Phoenix and Meg hung out with Stacey in the Element, and their bladders dictated when we’d stop along the way.  Despite the traffic, it seemed pretty darned easy compared to the roadtrip to Denver and back — aah, the virtues of experience.

Anyway, it was a cold and damp weekend in Waynesville, but that definitely didn’t stop the dogs from having a darned good time... with a combined total of eight of them, I imagine they’d have a difficult time not having fun.  That said, it was an immense undertaking taking them out, but an even greater one bringing them back in [and wiping each and every paw].  At least Cervantes made it 25% easier than everyone else — and check out the shots of him in front of the trees!  What a handsome lil’ guy!