My papillons would either go with us, be baby sat with family, or we wouldn't go. My best friend stayed with them during my wedding in lieu if being the maid of honor because I refused to leave them.
Now with Sully he stayed at a "dog hotel" as he is a preferred dog of the groomer and so laid back he was out all the time as a greeter for the place except nighttime. We did that a couple times, but most the time he stays with my in-laws in Omaha. I would love to bring hi on our road trips but hes is a
so no matter where we go, I have to see the Ils. That alone is proof I love my dog to bits , a visit there with my MIL is like well, a trip to the Ils! I grin and bear it for him
But then again Sully is my fur-baby, not just my dog! Logan even refers to hims as his brother. People at his preschool think we need another kid so some of the teachers asked him if he would like his Mommy and Daddy to give him a brother or sister last year. (I work at the YMCA too, so most women there are friend-like people and boundaries are shady) Logan didn't miss a beat and said, "What are you talking about, we just adopted my little brother." (They had not known about Sully yet).
They were all a fluster with the gossip mill churning for the rest of the day till I got there and cleared it up. Logan still thinks of Sully is is brother, fur-brother! And he doesn't have to share time or toys for the most part. We are really well adjusted people in this house...