This City Dog Likes My New Country Dog Friend Dakota
I was raised in NYC, with the sounds of sirens and the touch of concrete always around me. I play in dog parks and am usually on a leash running around busy people on the street…
I usually smell clean and my fur is not too raggity, you never know you might meet on the streets….
But, when I was in Missouri I met a new friend Dakota. He’s older than me, a bit smelly, hairy, nappy, but definitely a country dog. Dakota wonders from one house to another, exploring wherever he wants to go. He never looks back to where his mommy is or does he worry about who he’s gonna run into to…
Me n My room
Its always hard to find hotels Daddy likes that allow us dogs… We usually stay at choice hotels like the Quality Inn becuase they are usually clean, big, and are all dog friendly…
Our first night on the road we stayed at a Quality Inn in Indianapolis Indiana. In case you don’t know the way dog friendly rooms work, here’s what I think:
1. people rooms cleanliest rooms, then comes…
2. smoking rooms, then comes…
3. pet friendly rooms then comes…
4. Smoking pet friendly rooms…
Well, we got the smoking, pet friendly room in Indy!
All I need is my Scooby, a pillow, my bowl and my parents… but this room was stinky, dirty, and smelled like stale cigarettes… It bothered even me a little.
Mommy and Daddy slept in their clothes, but I was happy.
Stay away from room 222 at the Quality Inn in Indianapolis, IN…
I love the backseat when the window is down n the AC is on...
My mommy was born and raised in Mossouri and that’s where I hear we’re driving to, to see Grandma and Grandpa’s house. Their house is on a lake where I swim all day and dig in the mud.. but before I get there my parents rented a car to make sure I’m happy.
My parents usually bring my non-spill fly dog bowl, make sure the windows are down a little, and of course bring my scooby and put down a blanket to keep some of the dog hair off the seat… Wish us luck!
I know Mommy n Daddy Are up to something
I know when mom and dad start packing something is up… Either we are all are going on a trip together or they are leaving me with one of my Uncles or Aunts to babysit… Over the years I have learned some things.
First my parents make sure to pack most of their stuff when I’m not around probably because they don’t want me to get too anxious.
Secondly, my food is usually placed in individual bags to make it easier for someone to feed me my meals, a ball or two, a blanket, and a toy are all placed in a ‘to go bag’ .
Thirdly, my mommy always makes sure to tell my sitter that I like to countersurf when no one is around, . especially when there is food on the counter, this way my sitter keeps food away from my reach when no one is around… damn that rule, cause I like to sneak food when no one is around.
Fourthly, I also notice that mom and dad make sure that I am fed at the same time I am normally, as well as write down any special instructions that my sitter needs to find know.
Fifthly, parents always make sure to spend some extra time with me at one of my favorite dog parks or take me out with them to dinner before they leave. This helps a lot because it makes sure they and I have some great quality time before they leave.
Lastly, when it is time for mom and dad to leave mom walks me to my sitters house, says goodbye and then goes home to get her bags and leave. My mom never lets me see her bags right before she is leaving for a trip away… I think it is easier for her this way…
If you parents out there also have some ideas, feel free to share them with either my readers here or email ‘em to me. Anything to help my furry friends to have smoother transition when mommy’s and daddy’s travel…
My parents and I had a BBQ in Manhasset Long Island and supposedly we had no way to get there. So we reserved a car from Zipcar . The car was clean, roomy, had great A.C., and the back window went down almost the whole way, so I was able to have my head stick out the window the whole time. It sucks that my dad’s driving kind of made me and my mother a little uneasy, but I hear he’s always been a bad driver, and my mom tells him so all the time, lol…
Big Zippin' in my Zipcar...
Anyway, when we got to Long Island we had a great time at my uncle Dave’s BBQ. I was treated to some sausages, some spicy beef kabob, and I was having fun until I heard some thunder…
The thunder had me lay low in the house until we left…I really hate thunder more and more everyday, it’s becoming a big problem.
