When I first moved to Louisville and Frisco was with me, when I went out of town I used to plan my trips around Central Ohio trips so that Stephanie’s mother and stepfather could dogsit. Lately, with their illnesses, this has been tougher on them (along with the drives back and forth for me). And, so, a year ago when we went to Guatemala for 10 days, Frisco did by far the longest boarding stretch ever – the whole week plus at the Minirosa kennel operated by the Kentucky Humane Society, way out on Bardstown Road.
Except for quick kennel visits for a few hours in Ohio and Western Kentucky this winter and spring, Frisco hasn’t been to a multi-day kennel visit since the Guatemala trip. But we decided that – staying in other people’s houses and us in meetings and bookstore all day (and us possibly riding with other people or crammed into small cars – Frisco should go back to Minirosa, now called Fern Creek Pet Resort (this is NOT the one with the bunk beds and TVs – that’s out east). The base rate (it’s creeped up to $16 a day) is very reasonable (though they charge you for any part of the day that you’re there – so Friday afternoon through Sunday afternoon is still three days) is pretty affordable, and – unlike at a vet’s – Frisco has never come home stinky (though he was even more happy than usual to see after that very long Guatemala stay). All of these places will throw in extra services for extra fees, but lately I have been paying for just one extra service, and hope that because Frisco is small and cute and loves people that the staff ends up just – essentially for free – letting Frisco hang out with them, instead of staying in a kennel all day. Frequently, I have NOT been disappointed, as Frisco has been out in the office (behind a counter – not in a lobby (and not in a kennel) – when I arrived.
But Stephanie dropped Frisco off before we left for Nashville Friday afternoon (I was working), and she noted that the kennel seemed pretty crowded. She opted not to leave things up to chance, and ordered three walks per day and “Dog of the Day” (meaning Frisco could hang out officially) honor for Frisco. My sneaking suspicion is that they let Frisco hang out in the office on Saturday and Sunday. But, either way, it ended up costing us a fair amount, to the extent that most of our costs – after the subsidy – for the trip will be from entertaining Vincent (including Sunday) and from the dog.
Minirosa is nicely open much of Sunday (not all kennels are open for business – even if there’s someone taking care of the dogs there), and so - having left Vincent back in the Highlands on his way to Jessi’s – Stephanie and I drove in our hot car to pick him up after church/lunch. As usual, he was very excited to us, although he seems to have gotten along OK with the staff (Faith and Brenda were there Sunday). We’re happy that Frisco was in good hands over the weekend and – even though we had fun with Susan and Barry’s dogs briefly – we were very happy to see him. Frisco and I walked around a Bardstown Road shopping center with South Asian Indian and Latino grocery stores (and an Indian restaurant with what sounded like loud Indian hip hop music blaring outside) while Stephanie window shopped inside a furniture store for a new table and possibly a new mattress for Vincent.
Except for quick kennel visits for a few hours in Ohio and Western Kentucky this winter and spring, Frisco hasn’t been to a multi-day kennel visit since the Guatemala trip. But we decided that – staying in other people’s houses and us in meetings and bookstore all day (and us possibly riding with other people or crammed into small cars – Frisco should go back to Minirosa, now called Fern Creek Pet Resort (this is NOT the one with the bunk beds and TVs – that’s out east). The base rate (it’s creeped up to $16 a day) is very reasonable (though they charge you for any part of the day that you’re there – so Friday afternoon through Sunday afternoon is still three days) is pretty affordable, and – unlike at a vet’s – Frisco has never come home stinky (though he was even more happy than usual to see after that very long Guatemala stay). All of these places will throw in extra services for extra fees, but lately I have been paying for just one extra service, and hope that because Frisco is small and cute and loves people that the staff ends up just – essentially for free – letting Frisco hang out with them, instead of staying in a kennel all day. Frequently, I have NOT been disappointed, as Frisco has been out in the office (behind a counter – not in a lobby (and not in a kennel) – when I arrived.
But Stephanie dropped Frisco off before we left for Nashville Friday afternoon (I was working), and she noted that the kennel seemed pretty crowded. She opted not to leave things up to chance, and ordered three walks per day and “Dog of the Day” (meaning Frisco could hang out officially) honor for Frisco. My sneaking suspicion is that they let Frisco hang out in the office on Saturday and Sunday. But, either way, it ended up costing us a fair amount, to the extent that most of our costs – after the subsidy – for the trip will be from entertaining Vincent (including Sunday) and from the dog.
Minirosa is nicely open much of Sunday (not all kennels are open for business – even if there’s someone taking care of the dogs there), and so - having left Vincent back in the Highlands on his way to Jessi’s – Stephanie and I drove in our hot car to pick him up after church/lunch. As usual, he was very excited to us, although he seems to have gotten along OK with the staff (Faith and Brenda were there Sunday). We’re happy that Frisco was in good hands over the weekend and – even though we had fun with Susan and Barry’s dogs briefly – we were very happy to see him. Frisco and I walked around a Bardstown Road shopping center with South Asian Indian and Latino grocery stores (and an Indian restaurant with what sounded like loud Indian hip hop music blaring outside) while Stephanie window shopped inside a furniture store for a new table and possibly a new mattress for Vincent.
-- Perry
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