Hotel for Dogs --- the St. Regis in Dana Point

Here I am at the St. Regis Hotel in Dana Point, California.  It's one of those fancy hotels with a spa and a golf course, but guess what? They have the good sense to allows pets. 

Granted, it ain't cheap. It costs $150 per night for a pet to stay there.  And they have a weight limit: the pet cannot weigh more than 30 pounds. Luckily, I only weigh 8, so that was no problem. 

I got my own doggy bed and bowls. I heard the concierge say he could arrange for a dog walker, but we didn't need one. 

I give this hotel two paws up.  Bonus: they have lots of grass to run around on, and rabbits to chase into the bushes! 

What's in my cards?

WHY does Mama do these kinds of things, like get a tarot card reading??? It's so silly, and kinda spooky at the same time. 

First, the lady who was giving me the reading asked me to sniff the cards. I gave them a quick sniff once, but she said to do it again, and I wouldn't. Then she started shuffling the cards around and started laying them down onto the table. 

The lady said that Mama and I were meant to be together. 

Like, duh! I could have told Mama that and saved her $5! Oh well, at the least the money went to charity--the Animal Haven shelter in Soho. 

I Wear Sunglasses

Hey! Someone is copying my look!

I miss Molly

Even though she hogged all my toys, wouldn't let me sleep in my own doggie bed, and didn't know how to walk on a leash, I miss Molly.  It was nice having another pooch to play with. 

I miss Auntie Tera, too. She was always good for an early morning snuggle. 

The yellow leaves remind me a lot of Molly. That funny girl--it's the only place she would pee. 

It's Good Golly, Miss Molly!

Guess who's in town visiting me and Mama?  Auntie Tera and Molly. Here we are taking a walk in Greenwich Village.  

Today is My Burfday!

One year ago today, Mama flew to Ohio and adopted me from a shelter.  We don't know when my real birthday is, so Mama decided that she would make October 27 my birthday--the day I came into her life.  She says I'm a total Scorpio--intense, loyal, and extremely good-looking.

Happy Birthday to me!  

Back from my California hiatus

Every time I go to California, I spend too much time running around on grass and not enough time writing on my blog!   

Here's what's new.  I met Molly, a mutt my Auntie Tera adopted from the pound.  Turns out, Molly is a Schnoodle, which is a mix between a Schnauzer and a Poodle.  She has lots of puppy energy and wants to play all the time.  

This is a picture of me and Molly with my cousin, Isabella, at her soccer game.  

Here we are, watching Isabella score a goaaaal!