As of this posting, my boys (aka "the beagle boys) are in a bus in the parking lot of the local walmart about to get their "beans" wacked.
I feel so bad...not because of the surgery, but because every time I take the boys on a car ride it is to ultimate doom. Other than a trip to the mountains to meet their oldest human "sister" (my husband hates that I say they are also our children...which is probably why I keep on saying it!), they have only gone to the vet.
At least my 5 yr old girl dog will have some reprieve from their antics. She is the ultimate lap dog. They think pestering her is the ultimate fun!
I think when they fully recover a nice trip to a park is in order...