When I acquired my beloved Toby, we weren’t traveling a lot anyway.
We had two boys who the “Nanny State” told us we had to “feed, house and clothe”. We had a house to pay for and jobs that inexplicably and cruelly required us to be present at the office five days out of seven during the week and forty-nine out of fifty-two weeks in the year. After the bills were paid there wasn’t much disposable income left for that dream vacation to Maui.