Our journey started in NYC. The minute we got to the airport a group of tourists had their cameras out taking pictures of Kuma and he was getting love from all the staff. Upon boarding the plane, they assigned us a seat in the back with a little extra space beside the seat, however when traveling with a baby cow he doesn’t always fit between the seats. It was a full flight but luckily there was space in first class so we got bumped up front and Kuma had plenty of floor space to spread out and sleep.
It was a 7 hour flight to Oslo, Norway with a 3 hour layover. During that layover, we went through customs to exit the airport for a doggy bathroom break. In order to “enter” Norway I had to complete all of the proper pet import paperwork per their country’s requirements prior to going on the trip and the vet at Oslo airport checked everything upon arrival, even though it was just a quick stop. We had about an hour of play time at a nearby hotel lawn. I brought a 30 foot training leash and Kuma played fetch with a tennis ball to run off some energy before the next flight.
We made it back through security and I decided to check our seat options for the next flight. Unfortunately first class was fully booked, but they moved the person sitting beside me so Kuma had his own seat and more floor space. The floor space was so small he couldn’t even stand there so he climbed in the seat and laid in my lap. I had no idea what to expect traveling on this long of a flight with a dog. It was probably the one thing I was most worried about prior to this trip.
The 12 hour flight from Norway to Bangkok was an adventure in itself. All of the following occurred in the last 4 rows of the plane which happened to be where I was sitting… A toddler sitting in the row in front of us kept running laps around the plane and stopped at every pass by to pet Kuma while he was asleep. A guy started smoking in the bathroom behind us and set off the smoke alarms. An old guy bought whisky from duty free and got drunk during the flight. Halfway through the flight he started causing a scene and trying to fight people that were telling him to calm down. It took 5 guys to hold him down and they tied him to the chair with seat belts and zip ties. Then he began yelling/singing for the remaining 4 hours of the flight…. How did my dog do? He slept in my lap the entire 12 hours. The flight attendants said he was the best passenger on the plane ?