My Summer Vacation at The Watering Bowl

Let’s see. Where do I start? First of all, my summer was too short.

I got dropped off at The Watering Bowl Doggy Daycare and Boarding, and all of a sudden, I got picked up again.

But in the meantime, I had a pretty darn good time.

When I first showed up, all bright-eyed and waggy-tailed, I came for a big tease. They called it my Sniff Around. But all it seemed like to me was a chance to see what a great time everyone else was having and turn around to head home.

But I guess it gave me a sense for what to expect the next time I rolled up there.

As soon as we got off the highway on Lindbergh, I knew we were getting close. I could see the sign on the building, and I couldn’t contain myself.

I could see exactly where we were headed.

And while my parents mumbled something about heading to the Bahamas, all I could think about was the next week that I’d be spending at my own personal resort while they were suffering somewhere over by the equator.

Day 1: No more Sniffing Around. Just time to play and meet new friends.

That's me in the back.

That’s me in the back.

Day 2: I was almost too tired to write in my journal, but somehow, when I woke up from my long night’s sleep, there were MORE new friends to play with.

Day 3: They broke out the pools! I spent all day splashing and shaking water off myself.

Those pups know how to party.

Those pups know how to party.

Day 4: Big dogs, small dogs, toys, running, chewing, sleeping.

Day 5: I was playing with one of the small dogs. Then, he disappeared. I asked around. I guess they have their own little hideaway when they want to get a break from the bigger kids. He came back out, though. And I filled him in on everything he missed.

He came back.

He came back.

Day 6: I knew there was only one day left, so I made sure to introduce myself to everyone one more time. And there were more new dogs, so I’m glad I made the effort. I was starting to feel like I’d found a second home.

Day 7: My parents were coming to pick me up. It was bittersweet. I knew I’d be leaving my new favorite place, but I’d be going home to spend time and swap stories with my favorite people. I got all cleaned up in the Paw Spaw and prepared to head home from my all-expense-paid vacation.

Had to hit the showers.

Had to hit the showers.

But I knew I’d be back. In fact, I came back the next week to check on the place. It was just as amazing as I’d remembered.

You know, I used to think it was weird when people would go to the same resort on vacation more than once. But now I understand.

If I had one regret, it would be that I feel bad for forgetting to stop by the gift shop at The Watering Bowl Doggy Daycare and Boarding and get something for my poor parents. After all, they were forced to stay in some unfamiliar place with a bunch of strangers while I was off enjoying myself on the vacation of a lifetime.

They seemed to enjoy all the pictures I had posted on facebook, though, when they got back.

How was your summer?

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