Go away, leave me alone, don't bother me....

Monsters follow me.  I don't know why and I don't like it. I do not like it at all.  Most of the time I'm ok.  I've learned not to be scared of little monsters....like the toaster monster, or the microwave...they are little monsters that make food...and I DO like food.

I even learned to put up with some bigger monsters, like the ones out in the street.  Big noisy ones that screech and hiss and spit.  And those silly flags don't bother me at all anymore.

But whenever my pack goes to a hotel, the monsters follow me.  Why?  What did I do?  Is it my magical powers?  Just because the doors open for me, does that make the monsters mad?  

When we went to see my hooman sister far away, the monsters came.  And we are in a hotel now and guess what?  TODAY the monsters came again!  LOUD and scary beeps, way way screechy beeps.  Mom and Dad didn't seem upset, but I sure was.  I went to my safe spot in my kennel.  They've been quiet for a while now, but I am afraid they will come back.

Why are they after me?  I really want them to go away and leave me alone!

Fire alarm testing.

They seem to haunt us at every hotel.

The desk called this morning to warn us.  Poor Harry, he still cannot and probably never will tolerate loud, obnoxious sounds such as sirens and alarms.  It was the whole building, not just our room, so it isn't like we could escape...and it was rather early in the day.  *Sigh*   

It's all over now, and the sun is shining, the windows are open to a lovely breeze and Harry has stopped trembling.....for now.

Walk right in......

Every time my pack goes somewhere, they take me with them.  I get to ride in the car a lot!  It's fun.  I like it!  I don't even mind the box monster anymore.  Nope.  Don't mind at all.  Sometimes we take the stairs, too.  

But I, Harry Spotter, must have some magical power.  I must be a pretty special pup.  I don't know exactly what it is, but doors open up for me.  Just like that!  I get closer and they open!  It happens here, at this hotel.  And it happened again when we went to a dog store!  Yep, it's true!  They just .....OPEN.  Then I just walk right in, like magic!  And I met some other pups and I got a cookie, too.  Yumbers.

Harry has gotten used to the elevator, and he has seen other dogs going in and getting off, so he is not bothered by it at all anymore.  And he seems to really enjoy automatic doors.  He is especially fond of the entrance doors and appeared to be tickled that the Petco doors opened for him, too.  He met a couple of shelties while we were there, and one of the clerks gave him a biscuit.  Our boy is not such a nervous wreak anymore.

Nothing's gonna harm you....

Did I tell you I'm in a hooman hotel?  I am, but there are lots and lots of dogs here.

Big things happened!  All these guys came and took all of our house away!  All the furniture and everything!  It took all day and I was excited and I didn't sleep or nap at all and I was really, really tired!

Then we all came to the hotel, only Dad left Mom and me alone.  Mom had some tuna.  I LOVE tuna.  I got some.  I always get second dinner!

Mom seemed tired, too.  Everything was new and different and strange. Sometime in the middle of the night Dad came in.  Oooooohhh, I'm so tired.

And I found a new monster!  The box monster!  I don't like it at all.....but it doesn't hurt me.  I just don't like it.  Down this long, long hallway is a box.  Sometimes the door to the box is open and sometimes we have to wait for it to open.  But then we have to walk into the box.  That's the part I don't like.  And it makes funny noises and feels weird.  And then the door opens again, and we are somewhere else!  How does that happen?  Then we walk around and around...there's lots to sniff here, and bunnies, too!

Oh, and the food is way good!  I get cheese and egg and a schnib of sausage, and peas...all good stuff to go with my kibble.  Yumbers!

It's ok to be here, I guess.  I just don't like that box monster.

We are in between homes, so are temporarily ensconced at a long-term stay hotel.  Quarters are somewhat cramped, but it is comfortable enough with a tiny kitchen...even has a dishwasher, although there are only just a couple of dishes!  Laundry is downstairs, and there is a hot breakfast bar every morning.  We have been bringing back some of the breakfast food to supplement Harry's kibble and he appears to like the food here quite a bit.

What he does NOT like is the elevator.  He has never been on one before and is not pleased at all when we have to get on it, although he had no problem at all figuring out where the door opens so he can make a quick exit!