Chapter 24: Together at Corey’s House

Montana

Carson and I sleep in until Denali signals he needs to potty by licking my face to wake me up. We flew him out on a different airline that allows larger dogs to fly coach instead of in the bowels of the plane. The pet sitter dropped him off last night, no worse for the wear.

We hook him to the leash and head out on a long walk near the lake. Since we won’t be leaving Corey’s property, I keep on the t-shirt and boxers I wore to bed last night.

We laugh at Denali’s attempt to lift his back leg to wet on everything over six inches tall.

“No way he has more urine left to mark with,” I giggle.

“Don’t make fun of him!” Carson acts offended. “He’s a growing boy, trying to make his mark on the world.”

“What is it with males of every species needing to pee as many places as possible? My brother used to pee on Mom’s plants in the backyard and everywhere on Dad’s farm,” I share.

“Not all of us pee everywhere,” C