Writing this live from the aftermath of the Pampered Pooch Party, at the Half Moon Bay Ritz Carlton.
It’s been a really long time since I stayed at a Ritz Carlton (like… I think I was eight? Ten?) And although I’ve been in a few other luxury hotels since then, I had mostly forgotten what it was like. I was going to say ‘I could really get used to this’ but I’m not actually sure I could: it’s that disconcerting. But it’s certainly nice once in a while.
I’ll try to get some pictures up tomorrow. In the mean time, two more of our friend here.
Yeah, you get that goofy ‘high-and-mighty’ expression, but I know you just want to lick my toes.
When he yawns his ears stand even more to attention than usual.