Sitting at Gate 10...

Well, it's 5:47 am and we're sitting at the airport gate 10, waiting for our first flight!! Dave was kind enough to get up in the middle of the night to drive us here. We asked him if he would mind coming into the airport to make sure we were able to check in. Both Kevin and I were pretty anxious. The check-in attendant was very nice and calm (very little facial expression),and it took an exceptionally long time to get the tags for our luggage printed (apparently there were printer problems we found out later). So standing around waiting to hear if everything was okay felt excruciating. Then he asked for the exportation document for Frankie... boy, was Kevin ever ready. More waiting. No expression. But, all was good. Huge sigh of relief, let me tell you. When he gave us our boarding passes, he mentioned that he made sure our luggage would go directly to Canada... we don't have to pick them up in Miami. Woot!! Thank you, dear sir!! 

Frankie is being as sweet as pie. She's in her little crate at my feet as I write this and not a peep. Kevin went for a stroll, decompressing. It looks like we're on our way for real this time!!