An annual tradition got a new twist this year.  Each August or September, my wife and I make a six hour drive into isolated western New Brunswick for an extended long weekend at her family’s cottage.   This year, we had an additional family member along for the trip – our dog, Chewy, who we adopted back in October last year.   He’s pushing eleven years old and we hadn’t yet done a long road trip with him, so we were curious as to how he’d make out.  Generally, he’s a pretty laid back fellow who likes to get about twenty two hours of sleep a day so we were hoping for the best.   Two minutes into the road trip we stopped for some Starbucks and he was looking pretty relaxed in the back seat:

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