The arrival

After a long road journey then a air flight she arrived, we got to the airport and spotted the plane saw some dog cages arriving at the animal pick up and got all exited only to see a cat and wrong dog. NEXT plane.   It arrived and eventually we saw the dog wagon coming across the tarmac. 

Somewere on that plane !!!!

First sighting. THere she is (in the middle)

Being called for ID

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Quarantine man.   I havn't got my papers. Maybe there among this lot.

Tasmania is a hydatid free state so all dogs have to have been treated.  Papers were arriving but not yet.  Dogs can be held or a $250 fine if not complied with.   I had gone to the vet the day before and picked up treatment for her just in case so she was free.

PLease please someone get-me-out-of-here.

Leg stretch before going to daughters for pit stop and lunch.

She had had a 4 hour road trip before being picked up by pet carrier at 9am, it was now 2pm so a wander round Daughters yard to relive herself and stretch her legs a bit more as she still had a couple of hours travel to go.

checking every corner

and every knook and cranie

Showing new mum, I'm a leaner

Will need to get that paw checked

Saying hello to my big brother.

Resting while they have lunch

Getting dark but the first encounter with Ailsa

Dinner time

Found the water

My bed for the night

Think I might of liked this one better. Nothing like making ourselves at home.

The day had all ready been a chalenge. She spotted a chicken under a bush and showed her high prey drive that got her in trouble in the first place.  She will be kept restrained and on lead for a long time until she has a better recall but she is very very gentle and sweet.