British Basset

After a long and arduous process (most of which was done by my brother) Winston has made it to England. That is not without a quick rush to the nearest vet before the trip to get him a "healthy enough to fly" certificate, which I didn't know he needed, which was a pain considering he needed to be at the cargo area and I had to go check in for my flight, but it got done.

After 14 hours of air travel, plus a 2 hour layover in Houston, 8 hours of time change, 4.5 hours of waiting for him to clear customs, and a 4.5 hour drive from London to Darlington, he made it.

I think he has been dealing with a bit of jet lag, but otherwise seems to be enjoying it here. He hasn't escaped my new fence yet, and as far as I can tell, he hasn't tried.