The good news is that we didn't get caught smuggling Chandler into the hotel. He was so, so good. No accidents. No barking.
The dog parade was so fun. I have never met so many wonderful, sweet dogs. Supposedly there were over 1,400 dogs there and not a cranky one in the bunch. The people were great as well.
The best part for me was when Chandler met Cesar Millan.
And the second best part was digging through the Big Dogs clearance bins. I got slippers, a dog collar, a tote bag, two mouse pads, a stuffed penguin, for Morgan, a stuffed bunny for Chandler, a water bottle holder for Annie, a fleece blankie for Chandler and a wallet for Haley all for only $13.00.
Afterwards, we trucked out to see our Cousin Jill at her ranch in, umm, gotta lookup where it was again. But the point is we saw her horses, miniature donkey, chickens and dogs. More dogs!
I will post pics tomorrow after I have slept a long, long time.
We are supposed to leave for Arizona in a couple of weeks. I can't even think about going anywhere else right now.
I love my home, sweet home.
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