This weekend my husband and I took the puppy for a barbecue-shindig-backyard-camping-trip extravaganza. Exhausting, in a word...we tried to socialize Yuki with my father-in-law's dogs. It did not go well. But she got a good workout, met lots of new people, and proved to be perfectly well behaved sleeping in a tent all night. Sunday night was pretty frigid though so most of it was spent trying to accommodate this 35 pound monster that had burrowed down into the bottom of my sleeping bag. In the morning when it warmed up I kicked her out (or rather begged her to let me move my legs again) and wrapped her up in a fleece. Note to self: look into doggy sleeping bags.