This is #ProjectNomad

"Let's make a pact," I told Alexis, somewhere early in our 3700km rescue dog cannonball run to northern Saskatchewan and back. "No matter how cranky we get with each other, whatever we say when we're sleep deprived doesn't count." It was mostly me I was worried about. After an exhilarating and adrenaline-filled day on the Little Red River reserve just north of Prince Albert, SK, we'd packed my truck full of seven dogs and a cat and set the GPS to the Tsawwassen ferry terminal

"What on earth have we gotten ourselves into?" I asked myself, my stomach churning with a bad case of nerves as I piloted the truck north out of Prince Albert, Saskatchewan early last Saturday morning. And beside me in the passenger seat, I know my friend Alexis was wondering the same. We'd driven 1150 miles to remote rural Saskatchewan over the last couple of days. Now we'd arrived, and we had a long day of work ahead of us and a twenty hour drive after that. All told, it wo