HERE WE COME!
Mom and dad go to Orlando a lot. Orlando is in Florida. Mom and dad are old, really old, and old people, especially really old people, just naturally go to Florida, it's kinda like the mythical elephant burial ground for old people, so I guess that's why they go to Orlando. Every time they go, they go about 3 or 4 times a year, they always go to Walt Disney World. They've been going since way before Shiloh and me moved in with them.
Can you believe it? Max and Shiloh romping though the Tragic Kingdom with Pluto, Goofy, Lady, Tramp, The Fox and The Hound and 101 Dalmatians.
Wowzer, wowzer, wowzer. Life is good.
Since it's about a 12 hour drive to Orlando from our house, dad went to Doc Witter's and got us some medicine that would keep us from getting car sick. Dad didn't feed us the morning, very early morning, that we started out for Orlando. Shi and I had the whole back of the Suburban all to ourselves with half of the backseat folded down to give us more room. Turns out the long, very long, car ride didn't bother us at all. Dad stopped at a lot of rest areas along the way to let us stretch our legs and do our business, which, since we
didn't have breakfast, consisted mostly of sniffing and peeing. We peed in Virginia, we peed in North Carolina, we peed in South Carolina, we peed in Georgia and we peed (a lot) in Florida.
We saw a tall Mexican Sombrero along I-95 at a place called South of The Border. We had been anticipating SOTB being some grandiose place because when we pulled out of our drive way there was a big billboard every mile or so saying "Only X Miles To South of The Border."
As we drove by SOTB, for some reason dad didn't stop, it didn't look all that impressive, but we would've liked to have peed there. It kept getting warmer as we headed south to Orlando.
When we got to Orlando we just keep driving and didn't stop, then we saw signs saying "Walt Disney World This way -->" but we didn't turn --->, we just kept going. Then we finally turned off the interstate (I-4) and pulled in to a place that didn't look at all like Cinderella's Castle. It had a sign saying Bass Pet Hotel. Turns out that we, Shi and me, weren't actually going to be romping though the Tragic Kingdom with Pluto, Goofy, Lady, Tramp, The Fox and The Hound and 101 Dalmatians. BUMMER!
Well, it turns out that it was a swell vacation for us anyway. We didn't have mom and dad yelling at us to "STOP THAT" or "SHUT-UP" or stuff. Shi and I had a really big kennel to share and there were really nice people to feed us and take us out play. We got to take lots of naps whenever we wanted. Mom and dad and sissy Sarah and her husband Bill came to visit us every day and they also took us out to the play area. There were toys and stuff to play on in the play area. Shiloh and I really enjoyed our stay. We even got a spa treatment that included a bath and grooming the day before we were going to go home. We were both neat and prissy for the long ride home. Some times it's good to just pack up and get away from it all. We got to sleep on nice beds in an air conditioned, clean kennel. We got gourmet kibble twice a day. We got to take walks and play outside. Ms. Mary didn't have to deal with us at home. It was definitely a win-win situation. I'm pretty sure we even got sprayed with perfumy stuff as part of our going home spa treatment.
|SHILOH + MAX ON THE BRIDGE|
|BILL PLAYING WITH SHI + MAX|
Dad says to tell y'all that we don't get any compensation from the Bass Pet Hotel but that we are definitely giving it a "4 Star" rating endorsement from The Bumpass Hounds and Kitties.
|SHILOH ON THE BRIDGE|
|SHILOH ON THE STAIRS|
If you're going to Orlando and would like to bring your hound or kitty along then you should investigate this place. Dad says that they have now moved to an all new facility from the one we stayed in but that would only make it better.
END OF CHAPTER ELEVENMAX (TBH+K)