Previously our Isi went to a kennels which he adored. He got to play with his litter mate, Honey, for hours every day. And the owner Crystal was extremely good. We deliberately put him in a kennels for a night or so once he got to 6 months to make sure this was part of normal life.
But for Bobby, our new rescue dog, who was traumatised by being locked up we will get a house sitter if we have to go anywhere without him.
What an excellent idea. Wish Iâd known that (thought of that) many years ago.
We sometimes took Vita (our Airedale) with us, which used to cause some consternation when we turned up with her at a restaurant and asked if we bring in our dog! (Airedales are not small.)
We were going on a longer trip which involved flying and got a dog sitter whom she adored - so much so that when we came back she largely ignored us and sat by the dog sitter.
@JaneJones i missed the fact youâd got a new dog! Are there any photos? Iâm so pleased that an experienced dog owner has done that.
He goes to the groomers next week to tidy up his haircut, so will take photos after! At the moment he is a scruffy mess that likes lying in muddy puddles. Sweet, but wonât win photo prizes.
Fran and I always used to go to the Vendee each year for our holidays and our dogs, sometimes 3 of them, were always welcomed.
The nearest beach was 500 metres away walking over the dunes and as a result almost entirely unoccupied. They were offlead as soon as we had crossed the road and would run up and down in the shallows worried that my morning dip would take me to America.
Most people drove a short way to beaches with car parks but I donât remember there being a ban. Once I spotted 2 Afghan hounds walking together with their owners, and rushed to introduce myself. They took a photo of me standing between the 2 dogs and they were so tall that I looked like a canine centaur. 
Might try it again next summer, I am realising how much I have missed it. 
We took Bertie last autumn to one of the surfing beaches south of Lacanau. No restrictions on dogs so he was having a whale of a time meeting and greeting other dogs.
The water was just about ok for swimming and so I ran down the beach and into the surf, looked round to see our poor mutt, battling against the waves, doggy paddling towards me to rescue me from my folly. 
My 
Jodie is 13 now and she would come everywhere with us (within reason). Now we have a 7yr old adopted cat too, its not so easy, so we use pet sitters. We have also pet/house sat when home owners are acceptable of our trio & a friend pops in to see to our 
In France I think Iâve only had one place not open to Jodie coming in, but in fairness it was a small restaurant and busy. I never assume and have always entered, without her, to ask.
Common sense for most open spaces, re leads, 
cleanup, control, recall etc.
If your dog ever travels in the front of your car, they are supposed to be harnessed via dog attachment to seat belt buckle.
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My current 2 travel almost everywhere with me, even on the now rare dog transport missions are they left at the pension, if there is more than one dog to transport. If for some reason they canât come while I am out for an hour or 2 locally, the garden gate is shut and the house open so they can come and go as they please.
Only tricky bit with that is that I have to shut them in the house while getting the car out of the gate, then shutting it while I open the back door again, before letting myself out of the gate saying repeatedly âjâarrive, jâarriveâ (recommended by a trainer I knew to re-assure them that I will be back).
Did this yesterday and, on my return, found both of them cuddled up on the same settee, Jules doesnât normally allow that but he doesnât shove her off, just transfers to the other one.
I should mention that I travelled for two days with the cat, down from Durham to Loudun via the Shuttle. The longest weâd previously travelled was to Seaham.
I had bought a nylon dog carrier, tall enough for him to stand up and move around in. Previously he had a metal mesh one and cound see out; the âwindowsâ in the nylon one created a shady environment (suited to his personality).
Not a peep the entire two days: he seemed very content, apart from a determined attempt to get out of our hotel room. (Not a sh**t either, as it happens.)
