Do you know how cold a Giant's ears get when it is 53 degrees out, in a tent, in the Big Cypress Preserve, in the middle of the Everglades?
Madison is a city girl, but she braved this great Thanksgiving Day camping trip idea with the humans. She laid in the grass, snorked around the campfire, ate a bit of turkey and stared back at the little gator that was fixated on the campsite.
When we were all zipped into the tent, she curled up on her dog bed and quietly stared at Man-Dad.
About 3am, Madison started pacing, whining softly. It was freakin' freezing, especially for a condo dog.
"Just hoist her up her," said H-mom and Man-dad dragged Madison right onto the air mattress. Where she clambered her way in between the two of them and hunkered under the throw blanket Man-dad pulled over her. She tucked her nose into H-mom's arm, tucked up tight and went to sleep.
None of us had any second thoughts about making it a one-night adventure.