OH MAN!

Started off as a typical day in our house. Dad got up super early. I took care of my business, and I got food. I am waited patiently for a walk. Dad always takes care of me in the morning. Except when he is in South Dakota.

Then Mom got up early too. What the heck? Today is Saturday. There is NO snuggle time for me and mom today.

Then, mom woke up my sis at 6:15. At first, it seemed normal, except for the comment that mom didn’t wake sis up early enough. Sis seemed to think she needed an hour to get ready. After much discussion (and later than my mom and dad would have preferred) the whole family gets into the car before 7 am. Yep, that is 7 o’clock in the morning. On a Saturday.

Something really big must be going on. No walk for me today, but an even trade for being in the car so early.

I love being in the car. I left noseprints all over the car windows. Dad is thrilled.

We were in the car for a long time. About over an hour.

When we get out – I realize it is the same place mom took me to last Saturday – when I had to take a temperament test. Which by the way, I passed in about a minute and a half. Maybe I can play with the other doggies again today??? That would be fun.

The place I went to today was the Woofdorf Dog Hotel and Day Spa, or something like that. As soon as we walked in, someone took me in right away to meet some 4-legged critters.

I had a whole day, from 8 in the morning to 8 at night of playing with the dogs. We got to play in the doggy pools. I got to roll in the dirt. Can you do the chemical equation here – the water and the dirt = a dirty dog. But, a dirty dog = a happy dog. So, no worries from mom. Besides, we were in dad’s car.

I was too pooped to poop by the end of the day, and one of the humans that works there was just rubbing bellies of the tired dogs. I was first in line.

I was really tired on the way home. I didn’t even wait for mom to come up and go to bed. I went up with dad.

Today is Sunday morning, it is about 9:30, and I haven’t even begged for a walk yet. Nope – my family needs a little rest. I’m being easy on them today.

The reason they took me to the fun doggy place was - apparently, there is a theater in Chicago, that doesn’t like dogs. And, Mom didn’t want me home alone all day. So, I went to doggy day care. It sounds like my family went to see a play called Wicked. They seemed to enjoy themselves. Doesn’t sound like it would interest me a bit. Just sounds like a stupid story about a goat, flying monkeys, and a dog named DoDo. And, the dog named DoDo wasn’t even in the play, they only mentioned him.

I guess it is OK that they went and saw this without me, but they better get a ticket for me when they go see a play like 101 Dalmatians.

Note to mom:
Can I go back to the dog place again? That was fun!
Love, Riley.