I took this picture the other day when we left Broken Hill. This is Jack the dog doing it hard on the back seat.
As you can see she had her two favourite people to snuggle up to, and soft flannie jackets to lay her head on.
Through the holiday she has had a steady diet of leftovers; bakery crusts, toast, bbq scraps and salad (yep, the dog loves salad). Each time we have had to leave her locked in the caravan when we went shopping (and it was too hot to leave her in the car) she got a big chew stick and a handful of biscuits to placate her.
Being a dog on holiday is not really a bad life, is it?