I took Honey to the vet this morning for her pre-travel check up. As usual, she wagged her way through the visit, upending a cup of pens three times with her tail, even before leaving the waiting area. She was weighed, examine, dosed with a vial of rabies vaccine, and given a treat, all to the thump-thump-thump of her all too feathered hind quarters. We left with a clean bill of health and a vial of homeopathic sedatives for the journey. The United States will be Honey's third country.