Once we returned to NYC, we got ourselves tested to make sure we weren’t bringing home any California Delta variety. Negative, so cleared for careful local travel. We took the train to visit our friend Phyllis up in Scarsdale. We decided to take Billy on the Metro North for the first time. We spent the week before getting him used to the carrier by putting treats in it randomly. By Saturdayhe was pretty up for whatever went with that magic treat box.
He had a few qualms about the train, but mostly seemed OK
Once there, he showed his usual excellent lap dog skills
By the trip home he was kind of over the whole business. But he'd reached the pliable stage of fatigue
We declared it a success. Next goal Greenport by train (which is about 2 hours longer). Better get out the treats and chew toys.
While we were there, Phyllis put out an amazing spread including shrimp cocktail, brussels sprouts with bacon and almonds, fall off the bone fabulous ribs, torched sausage for Max, pigs in blankets, crudite (which people actually ate), and fresh fruit with ice cream and cookies.
Then she asked us what we wanted for dinner!?!