This weekend, we decided to get out of the house Saturday to avoid a fireworks display near our house. We discovered July 4th weekend that my lovely doggie is terrified of fireworks. He has no problem with thunderstorms, but the fireworks that have been going off in our neighborhood for the past two weeks have turned my easygoing, happy dog into a shivering mass of stress. So, instead of hiding in the closet tonight, we are checking into a dog-friendly hotel.
This is the opposite of roughing it. The hotel even has doggie room service and a private dog run. Yes, we thought about camping, but the forecast is for rain overnight and Sunday, so we went for a different kind of adventure. First, we had to get a good walk in, and all the shopping and chores done (and a nap for one of the crew). We packed dinner, some squeaky toys and the 2nd favorite dog bed. We turned the house and its almost-perfect view over to some fireworks lovers.
So what happened? Nothing. It was perfect.
We made friends with the staff (no matter that the Concierge was allergic, he handed out many treats).
And relaxed some more.
I hear the fireworks were great: An hour long and synchronized to music.
And it did rain like crazy on Sunday (Yes, the rooms with the best views are not saved for the guests with dogs).
And now we will have a nice, relaxed week.