I had a conversation with two friends in the midwest and I was saying that its been about three months since I’ve traveled and I get antsy when it gets longer than that. How do I define travel? If I have to pack a bag that’s travel. Because our Australian Silk Terrier is officially 112 in dog years travel is not elways easy to do. He has seperation anxiety and its difficult to find people he’s comfortable being with, and who are willing to put up with the struggles of having a 112 year old 9lb dog with failing vision, weakened hearing and now we even have an occasional seizure to contend with. As the vet says— it’s a take it day by day situation when they get to be this age.
But back to travel— my two midwestern friends don’t share my anxiousness in being home bound— one more so than the other— he hasn’t traveled something like 20 years— that’s mind blowing to me. He has a very large property that he exists on and things are always needing repair so he keeps busy. The other travels a great deal by comparison but admits to being homesick almost immediately when doing so.
The more cynical among you will think I’m judging— I’m not. I am merely someone who is alreays interested in human behavior and those things that make us different.