We decided to test out the possibility of traveling with Rudy, people have children, I have a dog. The thought of putting him in a kennel breaks my heart, so Orlando we were bound. We found a decent hotel right near Disney that allowed dogs. 
Day one was a disaster! I gave Rudy some Benadryl in an attempt to calm him down and I think it did just the opposite. We no sooner stepped out the door the barking and howling and scratching began. We both started to regret our decision as we stood in the hallway listennig to him carry on and on. Pre-occupied with what we were leaving, we headed to the outlets, but even shopping coulnd’t stop me from wondering if we were going to go back to the hotel to find our bags outside with Rudy tied to them. Getting off the elevator on our floor I was hoping the halls were not echoing with the sounds of Rudy, but I was wrong.
All night long I wondered how the next day was going to be, two hours alone was about to turn into eight or more. Friday starts, another Benadryl and EPCOT bound we were. 
The day was nothing short of amazing! Great food, great drinks and OK company. 
We returned to the hotel and everything was thankfully quiet, he had survived! Shit, the only thing we really returned to was happy hour at the hotel bar. The hotel was nice enough to let Rudy come to the pool with us and we ended the day sipping drinks, watching the sun fade, poolside! 
