Since puppy -- and, to be honest, dad and I -- had so much fun on our ski-trip to Maine, we decided to throw in a late-January/early-February one to Vermont as well, taking N with us again.
This also provided dad with a nice break in between flying up here to pick up his car -- which he was kind enough to lend me for the month+ he was galavanting around Central America and the Caribbean -- and driving it home.
So we had an evening in Beantown first:
Then it was off to Stowe, VT for a few days of skiing there and at nearby Sugarbush. (We were at least equally-motivated by the excellent local food scene, looking forward to revisiting The Green Cup Cafe in Waitsfield, The Common Man in Warren, and Leunig's Bistro in Burlington, but anyway...)I was able to find a decent hotel that also accepted dogs, and get a room with a balcony to boot. This had the dual benefit of relieving me the worry of N chewing up the room while we were out skiing, and providing N the opportunity to hang out in the cold and snow observing the local goings-on, which included a family of deer: bonus!
We also took lots of early-morning and late-afternoon walks in the gorgeous countryside... I've decided that Vermont and Oregon are my two favorite states.
Despite the balcony's many delights, she did however occasionally actually seem to prefer hanging out with us:
The TT isn't exactly the ideal car for a giant pup, but N was good about making it work:
Grandpa and grandpuppy mercifully really love each other, or these vacations would be quite the bitch...
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