Doggie Heaven Hotel

Georgia and Zoe’s Excellent Adventure

Imagine Zoe and Georgia’s shock when Brad let Shawntal, The Funeral Director and Embalmer go—without a rose. What was he thinking? She has such an established and promising career in front her, one that everyone else is dying to get into.

I don’t go on many vacations, because I watch people’s dogs while they go on vacation. But on Monday nights I do watch The Bachelor with my friend Janice, and her Puggle, Zoe.

It is my vacation.

I take a break from housework and cooking—and from good taste and thinking. I settle down with some wicked food—usually something chocolate.

I bring a dog that I know Zoe will like, and we all sit on Janice’s big comfy couch and get down to some good ol’ mindless trash TV.

Zoe waiting for the Bachelor to start

Last Monday, I chose Georgia: an eleven-month-old Italian Water Dog. She’s a puppy in the truest sense of the word. She is unruly and irreverent, but one thing she is for sure is very social with other dogs. She loves other dogs—doesn’t matter who they are—she just loves them.

Hey, that's mine...excuse me...hey...mine...there's more over there in the basket...hello.


Don't do it...don't do it...I'm telling you, you will be sorry. O.K. now you're gonna get it!

I’m pretty sure that Janice was sorry she let dogs on her couch after Zoe and Georgia turned it into the Laguna Seca Raceway. There was quite a delay in starting The Bachelor.

Janice has a DVR—and I don’t—and now I’m hooked.

We couldn’t sit on the couch to watch it, A) because the dogs were tearing across it at 10-second intervals, and B) because we were laughing so hard we couldn’t move from our doubled-over positions.

Georgia trying to blend in to her surroundings.

After about 15 minutes, the small girls finally settled down their show so the big girls could watch our show.
 
The Bachelor is stupid but dogs are fun.

Lagotto Romagnolo

Meet Georgia

I am currently sitting a Lagotto Romagnolo. No, it’s not an Italian sports car. It’s an Italian water dog. Yes, you read this correctly—not a Portuguese water dog like President Obama has.

It’s an Italian water dog.

This is a very old breed of hunting dog, said to be over three thousand years old. Well not this particular dog, but the breed. This breed has been specifically bred over the past hundred years to find truffles. Unfortunately not the kind of truffles I like.

Although Georgia does somewhat resemble a chocolate truffle. 

This water dog breed is smaller that a Portuguese water dog. It is believed that all modern day water-retrieving dogs are descendent from the Lagotto.

While researching these dogs, I found that Ewoks are also direct descendents of the Lagotto.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Italian Water dog, like most dogs, make better pets when they are given  a lot of excisize. So I take Georgia on two walks a day and play fetch with her a lot.

Georgia running toward the Ewok village.

The Lagotti love to dig and also need to excersize their intelligent minds, playing  hide and seek games is a great activity for this purpose. These games can also distract them from digging up the garden.

Yes, this is Georgia, up to her neck in a gopher hole.

And since there are no truffles in this area of the tuberous kind, I play “Find the chocolate truffles” with her.

I hide in my room with a box of truffles and see how many I can eat before she finds me.

Georgia after a long gopher chasing romp.

ET Returns

The alien dog has returned.

Henry has been with us for sixteen days. He still won’t allow any photos to be taken. I did manage to get these images through my dining room window and behind a tree with a telephoto lens.

He keeps to himself mostly and still spends a lot of time under my bed. Again I suspect that he uses some kind of communication device to contact the mother ship. I have discretely peeked under the bed for any evidence of the transmission; so far I have found nothing.

I have been doing a lot of research online about aliens. At first I thought that I wouldn’t find anything. I was pleasantly surprised with the amount of information. There was lots and lots of information on aliens and pictures and FACTS. Did you know that some people have even been abducted by aliens? I had no idea that aliens were so ubiquitous.

It turns out that most aliens have large elongated heads, big eyes and no hair. Some have tails but definitely no hair. This seems strange to me since Henry has so much hair. This leads me to another conclusion, and that is Henry is a shape-shifter alien.

This would clear up the under-the-bed mystery. Of course, why didn’t I think of it before—he is shape shifting under the bed. That’s why I never find any broadcasting devices.
 
I am afraid, however, that Henry has not been a good influence on the other dogs here at Doggie Heaven Hotel. I think he has been trying to turn them into aliens with his blue eye. (I tell my kids not to stare too long at “the eye.” I know that this whole story sounds weird but I have photographic evidence, really.)

See below.
 
Here it is—notice that this appears to be red eye, only aliens have two different eye colors and this phenomenon happens without a flash. This is the way Henry (alien dog )looks just before changing other beings into aliens. I closed my eyes when I took this picture so I wouldn't be changed into an alien.

Poor April didn't last long, she was the first dog I was sitting to succumb to the alien dog's shape-shifting glance.
Next was my very own beloved Moondoggie. I just witnessed her carving a flat-topped mountain out of mashed potatoes.
Even the Jack Attack wound up under the extraterrestrial's spell. Willie can't believe what he is seeing.

It is only a matter of time before we will all become shape-shifting extraterrestrials.