Labor day weekend in Arizona. It was a short flight which yielded lots of playing and running around leash free in a grassy yard. I flew in cabin in my new large Sherpa bag because it has lots of ventilation versus my Sturdi bag. Once in Phoenix 110 degrees was a little hot for me, so I stayed cool in the air conditioning for much of the day. On the way home, at the Phoenix airport, the TSA people asked if I was a fox (of course I smirked) and then I got lots of smiles from everyone. And no silly, I don't go through the x-ray machine in my Sherpa bag. I get picked up and carried through in my people's arms.