Yoshi & Dobby go to Vegas.

During the 4 hour car ride to Las Vegas, two things happened.

1. My butt went numb, and 

2. Yoshi and Dobby became supreme cuddle buddies.

The three of us shared the front seat and the pups were smooshed together like sardines

(though there was plenty of room available in the back) and I wish I'd had my real camera

handy to take some pictures of their first real snuggle fest.

I know we're borderline insane for bringing dogs to Vegas, but it was an 

unexpected trip to meet up with some friends who were vacationing there,

and I'm a big weenie who feels bad boarding her dogs 

(Yoshi may never have forgiven us if we'd left him).

So we shelled out an extra $30 for a pet-friendly hotel room and

these guys had a party in the room Sunday night while we were partying on the strip.

After checkout on Monday we took them walking to see the sights, 

and THEN we found out that Las Vegas just passed an ordinance banning

dogs from walking the strip unless they're wearing shoes because their tootsies can get

burnt on the sidewalk, so we got to carry the doggies for half an hour

walking back to the car in the sweltering heat, 

(which they thoroughly enjoyed, being the lazy turds that they are).

Now we're home and they're happy to poop in their own grass

and snuggle on their own couch while I make my way through

800-ish pictures from the trip. 

Let the "I've-been-staring-at-the-computer-too-long" headaches begin!