staying in motels and hotels

July 3, 2007 at 3:40 am · Filed under pet travel, living with people, dog's eye view, out and about

i love being on the road, seeing new things, smelling all the great smells and driving with my head out the window.

i have been all around the southwest and west coast - new mexico, arizona, colorado, utah, nevada, california, oregon, washington and even vancouver. yes, i have stayed in a hotel in vancouver, british columbia. let me tell you, they have some great parks there.

one of my favorite things is staying in motels, hotels and b + b’s. i love the special attention on the elevators and in the lobby. once we stayed in a hotel in ely, nevada that had taxidermy and slot machines all over the place. that freaked me out.

i really get a bark out of surprising the room service people. i never get to surprise the housekeepers as i am usually out when they come. however, i do get to surprise the room service attendants on a regular basis. my people don’t let me answer the door, but i can still get one quick bark in to let them know i am there. by their looks, i don’t think a lot of dogs order room service.

the most love i get is at bed and breakfasts. since they are very homey, i can roam around a bit and hang out to maximize my belly rub potential. my favorite bed and breakfast is cinnamon morning in albuquerque, new mexico. they had dogs and some parrots there to hang out with. too bad my parents aren’t morning people - i missed some key breakfast tidbits.

so yes, dogs do like to stay in nice digs on the road.

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where have we been?

July 1, 2007 at 9:53 pm · Filed under pet travel, living with people, dog's eye view, bird's eye view

we were away for a bit.

didn’t mention it before we left, because frankly we had no warning either.

see the way it works when we don’t actually get to go on the vactation, is this - one day everything is groovy and we are hanging out around the house. suddenly there is a flurry of laundry being done, our people running errands and talking on the phone a lot, our beds and cages get washed, we get bathed in haste, our food and toys being packed up and suddenly we are being whisked away. sometimes we go to the same place. sometimes not.

it’s a constant, crazed acceleration to our departure. our people don’t give us any warning or hints until the craziness begins and wait until the last moment to finally own up to the fact that we are staying behind. they think this will cause us less stress and angst about the fact that we can’t go.

people logic, i just don’t know.

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