The Bestest Part of the Colorado Trip

 So I have one more story for you about our Colorado trip.  Dad got bored in Boulder.  I don't know why.  We had that big, beautiful dog park with a lake to walk around.  We could Eat in the Buff whenever we wanted to.  And we could play "Open Says-a-me" with the doors in the hotel.  What more could he want?  But he decided we were going to Vail.  To the Grand Hyatt.

That sounded pretty good to me, too.  I like Grand stuff.  And boy, was it!

As soon as we got to the front door, I hopped out.  There must have been at least 3 people in funny uniforms who ran up with treats for me and lots of petting.  I was in heaven.  They must have known I was coming and got all this ready, just for me.  Dad didn't tell me he had planned all this just for me.  He's a great Dad.

Later we went for dinner, but it was raining.  This Hyatt place said I could sit inside in the Fireside Lounge with Mom and Dad and have dinner there.  I didn't have to go out somewhere.  I could be just like everybody else!  It was great.  And the waitress was all over me just like the people at the front door.  She even took a picture of us.

I don't usually let Mom and Dad get in my blog pictures.  But there wasn't much I could do about it.

In the morning we had breakfast on the deck overlooking a bubbling brook.  

And then, Mom took me down to the brook and I got to play in the water.  It was just my kind of water.  Only 6" deep!

Later I got to ride a bus into town and we walked all over.  We even found a store that my cousin, Meagan used to work at.  Only hers was in New York City.  It was something to do with Pianos and something else.  (I told Mom to crop dad out of the picture, cuz he had been in too many of my pictures this blog.  But she said it wouldn't work, cuz then no one could see the name of the store.  So I guess he can be in 3 pictures.  As long as I get to be in more than him.)

We left for Arizona soon after that.  It was a great vacation from the 115 degree heat, but I was ready to get back to my own bed and my own back yard.  

And already, Dad is thinking about the next place to go.

Will you look at that?  Mom snuck Dad into another picture.  She and I are going to have a talk.

Hope you get your own blog with your own pictures!

Love, G 

Colorado Rocky Mountain Swimming Hole

 Actually, there weren't any Rocky Mountains involved in this story, but it sounded kinda nice.  Like I'd heard those words together somewhere before.  Anyway, this story is about the neatest swimming hole I ever saw!

First of all, there aren't a lot of swimming holes to compare it to, because, as you know, I live in a desert.  Having said that, I did tell you about the best Dog Park in Phoenix which did have a lake in it.  But this was even better.  

After we had Breakfast in the Buff (actually, we had breakfast at The Peep, but it's much more fun to say we had Breakfast in the Buff than we had Breakfast in the Peep.  I mean what's a Peep?  Mom says it's what baby chickens say.  I've never seen a baby chicken.  In fact, I don't think I've ever seen a chicken.  So what would I care what a baby chicken says, and what does it have to do with having breakfast?  And...Uh, oh, I'm diverging again, aren't I.  Where was I...)

Oh, right.  After breakfast, Dad said we were going for a walk.  But we got in the car.  Which is confusing, as WALK means go out the front door.  (And I do like going out the front door of this hotel.  I told you about the doors just open when I tell them to.  So yeah! I liked the idea of a WALK and go out the front door.)  But no, we went out the back door to the car.  That's not a WALK.  That's a RIDE.  Maybe Dad is losing it.  He's not as young as he used to be.  In dog years he's 504 years old.  But wait, that doesn't make sense, does it?  If I multiply my age by 7 to see what my age is if I were Dad.  Then does he multiply his age by 7 to see what age he is if he were me?  I didn't do well in math class.  I'm all confused.  Oh, dear, there I go again.  Back to the WALK that was really a RIDE.

So we rode for about 15 minutes and then got out of the car, past a big wooden fence, and then Mom took off my leash.  Oh, joy!  I was in this huge place with a big ol' lake and grass and weeds and lots of other dogs.  We walked all around this big, huge lake.  Once in awhile, I would see a break in the bushes and I ran down and did my signature sit in the water!

That felt so good!  

So I got up and rearranged myself and flopped again.

Then we kept going and I ran up ahead for awhile, and then waited for Mom and Dad.  (They're kinda slow on account of their age you know.  I mean if you were 504 you'd be slow too!)  But up ahead, I found a place with lots of other pups.  So I jumped in and joined them.

Dad got bored pretty soon and we had to leave, but it was a ton of fun!  That's my rhyme for today.  A TON of FUN!

Hope you have a TON of FUN every day!

Love, G