Manhattan, Here We Come!

Last weekend we made a trip to Manhattan to go to the K-State/Baylor game. I wish I could say the weekend was a blast, so here is how the story goes...

My friend Stephanie recently moved to Manhattan and it was wonderful to not have to make the extra two-hour journey to KC to stay. It is still so hard to believe that we are both mommies now but we couldn't ask for two better little boys! We sure hope they grow up to be best buds :)

Little did we know the best part of the Manhattan trip for Carson would be tailgating! I knew I at least wanted to try to take him in to the game, but didn't know how he would take to the noise. I must say, you never really realize how loud a football game really is until you take a baby with you, lol. Our first mistake was getting in to the game just in time for the Harley's to ride around the stadium. And that just set the tone for the game. With a loud whistler a couple rows behind us and the scoreboard playing the announcer nearby as well, Carson was not a happy camper. But he survived the first quarter and then I headed back to the tailgate with him. Thankfully as soon as I walked out of the stadium, he was back to his happy self. At least he got a cool new hat and sweatpants. :)

So right now it appears Carson not enjoying himself  was our only worries for the day, but it turns out that would be the least of our worries. Because we have had problems with Snyder being alone in people's houses in the past, we decided to leave him in Steph's backyard (with his dogbed and duckie). Well my parents met us around halftime of the game to take Carson for a little while. We they got to Steph's house, my brother called to say Snyder wasn't in the backyard...WHAT?!? Long story short, we left the game and called the local animal shelter. Thinking this was a shot in the dark, we didn't scan our tickets to go back in to the game. But luck was on our side and they had picked him up but we weren't able to pick him up until the next morning (that was a fiasco in itself). So now we were stuck finishing the game at the tailgate. When we got back to the house, we discovered he had broke part of the fence and wiggled his way out. I don't know what it is with this dog that we can't leave him anywhere. Hope he's satisified that he has to be boarded now everytime we go somewhere and can't stay with him.