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