We have internet!
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I have to give a HUMONGOUS thanks to
canadiandreamr for getting me this room at such a great price. She's saving us $60 a night! The room is gorgeous too. I wish I had known there'd be a kitchenette with a microwave. The website for this hotel is kinda wonky. I found out they have wireless internet before we left so we packed the laptop. Now I have LJ to keep me company, so tonight I won't be too bored while my husband is at work.
Vicki has been driving me batty since we got here. The poor cats are still a bit freaked out and have spent the entire time under the beds. Anytime they try to come out, the damn dog chases them back under. Binka is getting to used to the room quicker than Munchie. She'll actually come up onto the bed with me when I call her. I can't get Munchie to move an inch under the bed. lol
When I took Vicki to go pee earlier, the lobby was full of people, a couple kids too. She gets so excited to see new people. I can control her, but she really fights her leash. When we came back in, I waited by the elevators to go back to our room. An old couple stood waiting for the elevator with me. I was not too pleased at the idea of sharing an elevator because every other time we got in it, she'd go nuts and jump around on the walls. I think she's curious of her own reflection because the elevators are mirrored. Anyways, the old man gets on and lets out a fart. Then says "She needs a better walk." I refrained from blurting out "You need some Gas-X." They get off on the 3rd floor while we had to go up several more flights inhaling his nasty ass smell he left behind.
EDIT: I should've mentioned that Vicki was behaving when the old man was around us. She was visibly excited, but sat and stayed put when I told her to. I just think that you shouldn't critisize someone unless you are perfect.
So my job now is try to keep Vicki away from the cat food in the kitchenette. We only brought enough for a couple days and that dog can chow it all down in seconds. Cat food is her favourite food. I'd pick the food up, but Munchie still hasn't gone in the kitchenette to find anything (litter, food, and water).
And while I'm talking about that dog, I'll tell you one of her latest habits. It's charming, really. If she has to go poo, she'll fart for about an hour before the urge hits her. You can tell she's going to ask to go soon because as soon as she farts, she bends herself in half and rests her nose against her butt cheek just taking it all in. Sometimes if it's really stinky she'll start biting her bum. Weird dog.

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Vicki has been driving me batty since we got here. The poor cats are still a bit freaked out and have spent the entire time under the beds. Anytime they try to come out, the damn dog chases them back under. Binka is getting to used to the room quicker than Munchie. She'll actually come up onto the bed with me when I call her. I can't get Munchie to move an inch under the bed. lol
When I took Vicki to go pee earlier, the lobby was full of people, a couple kids too. She gets so excited to see new people. I can control her, but she really fights her leash. When we came back in, I waited by the elevators to go back to our room. An old couple stood waiting for the elevator with me. I was not too pleased at the idea of sharing an elevator because every other time we got in it, she'd go nuts and jump around on the walls. I think she's curious of her own reflection because the elevators are mirrored. Anyways, the old man gets on and lets out a fart. Then says "She needs a better walk." I refrained from blurting out "You need some Gas-X." They get off on the 3rd floor while we had to go up several more flights inhaling his nasty ass smell he left behind.
EDIT: I should've mentioned that Vicki was behaving when the old man was around us. She was visibly excited, but sat and stayed put when I told her to. I just think that you shouldn't critisize someone unless you are perfect.
So my job now is try to keep Vicki away from the cat food in the kitchenette. We only brought enough for a couple days and that dog can chow it all down in seconds. Cat food is her favourite food. I'd pick the food up, but Munchie still hasn't gone in the kitchenette to find anything (litter, food, and water).
And while I'm talking about that dog, I'll tell you one of her latest habits. It's charming, really. If she has to go poo, she'll fart for about an hour before the urge hits her. You can tell she's going to ask to go soon because as soon as she farts, she bends herself in half and rests her nose against her butt cheek just taking it all in. Sometimes if it's really stinky she'll start biting her bum. Weird dog.
