My mom and dad took me along to a fancy hotel in the mountains. It was my first people hotel! (And my mom says it might be my last.). I had a frisky time darting here and there, discovering the place. Every bell man asked if he could pet me.
The only time I barked, which was a no no, was when the bell man brought in my water bowl. That’s my bowl and I’m not used to other people handling it.
The hotel visit was for my moms birthday and she feels like she needs a nap after taking me there.
Here I am walking down the hotel hall:
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