April 11, Las Vegas

The second day out on one of our trips is always the day that you discover what you forgot to bring from home. So far, we seem to be fairly clean, though we had a little scare when Don couldn’t find my lunch box in the refrigerator. Turns out that Geri had cleverly disguised it as a yogurt box, and she was able to come up with it right away. We had also left about half of my stash of Yummy Chummies behind, but that isn’t really critical. So we’re in pretty good shape.

Don and I fell into our normal on-the-road morning routine very easily; we got out of bed at the same time, he located the phony reusable newspaper and flung it out the coach door, I dutifully retrieved it and got my cookies. I got my breakfast after he started the coffee, and went back to bed. Pretty strenuous. Today being Sunday, things tend to move a little more slowly than usual due to the TV programming that Don feels it necessary to watch, but we finally got off on our morning walk. We headed out the gate of the resort, and I tried to get Don to let me go over to talk to the security guards at the gate house. I had succeed in getting away from Geri yesterday afternoon at the gatehouse, and was able to run in and find the file cabinet that I remembered that they kept the doggy treats in. Everyone seemed to be surprised that I remembered this, but, hey, treats are important stuff! Don wouldn’t allow this behavior this morning, which kind of surprised me, ‘cause he usually allows me a little more latitude than Geri does. I gave him my shocked and surprised look, but it didn’t carry much weight. He took me out to the street, where they have some really nice grass on a slope next to the resort’s walls. I tried doing a roll on the slope, but I wound up on the sidewalk pretty quickly.

The rest of the day went pretty slowly, until the late afternoon when everyone descended upon us. First came Matthew and Brittany, with Little Matt and brand-new Kiera (who smelled really good), then came Genevieve! Little Matt was particularly attentive to me, using some of my grooming tools to help me look better, but not very successfully. I was kept busy going from person to person to offer myself for petting and adulation, which I got a lot of. I was so busy that I had to stop and lay down to rest out on the grass for awhile. Don took some pictures, and I think he’ll probably post them tomorrow. So, now I lay me down to sleep, and I’ll be posting again tomorrow, dog willing. G’night!