Way up here in Lake Arrowhead, after that car ride that made me sick, we’re at more than 5,000 feet above sea level. I did take a peek out the window on the way up and saw we were above the clouds! How cool is that.
Mom set me up with my own bed that she brought from home and put it on the hotel room’s sofa with a cushy blanket underneath but I liked their big bed better, so I jumped in and slept there all night. They didn’t care.
The next day Dad had to go to a meeting so Mom took me on a walk along the lake. She tied a long yellow nylon rope to my collar so I could sprint ahead of her down the path and then race back. She remembered how much I needed my Indy time. Maybe it was the altitude, but I panted a bit after our walk. Mom had plenty of water for me though and we stopped often.
That night I wanted to run and jump and play in the room with Mom and Dad, but I was plum tuckered out! They did take me outside on my leash of course to be sure I didn’t have any messes in the room and that night there was this BIG Golden Retriever hanging around right outside the door. He didn’t have a leash on — in fact, he was holding his folded leash in his teeth! I was a bit bothered. Why in the world did I have to be on leash when he didn’t? He started walking toward me and I decided to let him know I wasn’t too happy with him so I barked and barked. Mom lifted me up into her arms and carried me off, whispering in my ear to be quiet, but what the heck…it just wasn’t fair. All dogs were to be on leash at all times. The rules were the rules. How come he could break them?
After a few minutes I got over my outburst and Mom let me run around, then we went back inside and I tackled Dad on the bed again. The second night we all slept better together and in the morning we had to go home. The ride down wasn’t as bad as the ride up because Dad took a different, gentler way down the mountain. Thanks, Dad.
And Mom told me she was super proud of me. I didn’t lift my leg not even one time inside the hallways, in the lobby, in the room, or on the patio. Not even once. She said if I behaved that well maybe we’d go on another road trip again sometime. I just hoped it didn’t include wiggly, curvy, switchback roads, like this time. Otherwise, everything else was a blast!
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Mom said to tell you to check out these sites for information on dog friendly places to stay. She said she’s amazed at how many there are!
And Wiggles and Woofs to all of you!