There was nearly a massive flaw in my plan to fly home with Reggie and spend the week relaxing with my family. Our plans included meeting Greg, my sister's boyfriend for the first time, as well as letting Reggie hang out with Uncle Tucker and Aunt Avery, my parents' dogs.
Upon arrival at the airport, I checked my bag in curb-side and the Delta check-in guy escorted me with Reggie upstairs to the "Special Services" line to check in. However, instead of putting me in the real "Special Services" line, he stuck me in a line that was intended for people on a flight to JFK that got canceled and everyone needed to be re-booked. After 10 minutes of standing there listening to people complain about missing connecting flights (one woman's trip to Egypt was apparently being massively screwed up), I moved myself over to the true "Special Services" line where I was surrounded by families with children. I believe there was only one representative checking people in, so after about 20 minutes of waiting and not moving at all, I moved myself (again) over to the normal check-in line.
After waiting 15 minutes or so, I was to the front of the line. And this is when the real craziness started. Despite my discussions with several Delta representatives on the phone assuring me I didn't need any special certification for taking off with a dog when the city I was flying to was cold, the lady at the counter tried to bar Reggie from the flight because it was sub-45 degrees in Atlanta (a chilly 39 degrees). I tried to explain to her my prior discussions with Delta representatives, but she wasn't hearing it. She kept saying how it was for the animal's safety, etc., but I wanted to grab her and shake her and tell her that Reggie is a lab that would be perfectly fine sitting in 39 degree weather for 30 minutes while they transferred her from the Atlanta connection to the Newport News connection.
After a 30-40 minute debate with several of the representatives, they decided if my vet could fax in an acclimation certificate Reggie could fly. Thank you Windan'Sea Veterinary Clinic, Dr. Dorian and Dr. Lindsay for your help. After this, we were all systems go. However, this ridiculousness with us checking in made us miss our 9:25 a.m. flight to Atlanta, so we had to be re-booked on the 11:15 a.m. flight. The lady at the counter re-booked me with a first-class seat so then I couldn't really complain too much. I was just happy to be on my way to Virginia, with Reggie safely on the plan, heading home to see our family for the break. Whew.