What the Friskies! You back already? Boy, that was a short night. I barely got in my standard nine hour cat nap. Anyway! I guess you're here to read the Diary I kept while I attended the Las Vegas BlogPaws 2014 convention. Go ahead and read below. I'm going back to bed.
DAY TWO: MAY 7, 2014
Dear Diary --
I'm told the view of the mountains and desert surrounding Lake Las Vegas at 5 a.m. from our room balcony at The Westin Lake Las Vegas Resort & Spa is beautiful. I wasn't awake to see it.
I'd had a restless night. I got up several times to wander the room. Mom didn't get much sleep either, cuz she's a light sleeper. Plus she was busy hovering over me. I hate that, but she's a mom. I'm told hovering comes with the title. My pawrents let me sleep in while they went to breakfast.
But then they wanted to explore The Westin hotel property. Since I hadn't used my litter box except to pee a little, Mom thought getting me for a walk might help things move along.
I jumped into Mosey my Gen7Pet stroller, and then had my first-ever ride in the hotel elevator. I usually get hauled up the back stairs of a hotel into our room. It was super nice to be treated like a special guest, instead of dirty baggage no one wants to see.
In the lobby there was a huge welcome sign greeting the Blogpaws attendees.
The hotel grounds were beautiful, surrounded by trees and water. You'd never guess we were in the middle of a desert.
One thing I noticed right away...the sun seemed brighter than it did back home. Dang! I forgot my shades!
Even though I had absolutely no intention of going potty outside like a stray cat, I kept that to myself. I wanted to walk on the ground, and smell the smells of those who walked before me...and peed before me too. Phew! There was a lot of that everywhere!
I'm a pretty smart cat, if I say so myself. I had my cool tiger harness jacket from Butterfly Cat Jackets velcroed around my body, and I obeyed the Stop! Look! and Listen! rules of the road.
Here's a photo of me walking my Dad back to the hotel. Dad took a photo of me walking with Mom, but Mom said hell would freeze before she posted a picture of her butt on the internet.
Before we went back to our room, I stopped at the Message Board to see who had arrived.
Here's me and my mom posing at the hotel entrance. I'd had fun exploring the resort and I was looking forward to attending the Dessert on the Terrace event that night.
But I wouldn't see the BlogPaws gang, or have Dessert on the Terrace that night.
Back in our room, Mom realized I wasn't drinking from my new water bowl. And when she checked her records she realized I had not pooped for 5 days!
FIVE DAYS!
For those of you who have never traveled with your cats, take it from us at It's a Wonderpurr Life - always expect the unexpected. Especially when you are a bazillion miles from home with a cat on medications.
Be sure to return tomorrow to read my diary entry about my rather poopy experience at Blogpaws.
Love, Herman!!!
P.S.
If you know someone who needs a laugh, click the image below. Book sales go toward senior cat medical bills.
Thanks for stopping by. Please return tomorrow to read Day Three of my Blogpaws 2014 Diary.
