Flight Neighbor

I’ve been in Denver this past week for work meetings. The trip out Monday started at a horribly early hour, but at least I slept most of the first flight. The second flight was too much fun to sleep through. I was supposed to have a window flight, but when I got to my row, the guy in the middle seat asked if I’d be willing to switch seats with him – so his dog wouldn’t block the aisle. Turns out he was a K9 handler, his sweet Belgian Malinois had recently finished his narcotics detection training and they were on their way to Colorado for a job. I spent most of the 2.5 hours of the flight petting the dog and talking dogs with his handler. Odin realized very quickly that I have “sucker” tattooed on my forehead, and boy, did he take advantage. If he wasn’t getting his ears scratched, he was sleeping on my feet. This had to have been the best flight I’ve ever taken. Almost made it worth getting up at 3am.