I put up a picture of my two greyhounds, Hayden and Dasha. They are so sweet and love to be included in everything. Although they don't travel well. Last vacation we brought along the fur-kids. You know, have dog will travel.
As soon as we walked in the hotel, Hayden proceeded to lift his leg on the wall. Mess 1 to clean up. We left them along in the room for 5 minutes to get the bags. When we came back to the room we were met with a pungent odor of dog mess. Mess 2 to clean up. Then the all too familiar gag and hurl sounds were coming from the boy. Threw up a bucket of kibble. Mess 3 to clean up.
It looked like that was it. I was taking a rest on the bed after cleaning up all the smelly messes from the boy named Hayden. But I couldn't help but notice there was still remnants of dog poop in the room. It seemed like it was right next to me. I got up and searched the room. Nothing.
Then I noticed some icky mess on my foot and on the bottom of my jeans. How in the world did it get there? Then I noticed it was all over my pants. What? Where did it come from? I looked at the black bed spread with a paisley design and didn't see anything. Then I looked closer. Yuck! It was a flattened pile of dog poo! How did it get up there? What, did he poop on the bed first? How did I miss it? I guess it blended in with the bed spread. Okay, mess 4 to clean up then off to the shower.
This is why the doggies now stay at the Petsmart Hotel. LOL!
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