Pictured above: My french bulldog, Lulu, let’s me know she’s ready to head back home.
And good thing to because, after weeks of prep, 90+ days of production, and seemingly interminable meetings, mixes, and migraines, we are Vancouver-bound. I’ll be waking up tomorrow
bright dark and early – 4 a.m.! – and head out with the dogs for a nice little walk, make sure they’re good and emptied out. Our pick-up is at 5 a.m. for a 6:50 a.m. flight out, the first of the day! Let me tell you, production can be incredibly challenging but nothing equals the stress of flying with your dogs. Lulu usually quiet as a mouse but Bubba, my 13 (almost 14) year old pug can get a little cranky when he’s hungry. Cranky and vocal, wailing like a child during the in-flight meal service. BUT, it’s only five hours in the air (and roughly…
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