As I danced with a hotel lampshade on my head, Carapa jumped from queen bed to queen bed. Nacho passed out dog beer, and we kept the music pumping.
|come on in!|
Suddenly familiar voices wafted from down the hall. We shooed the local dogs out, and Mr Bacchus turned off the music with his paw.
|psst...did you recycle the empties?|
We heard the key in the lock, and hurried back to our places. Our humans had to sign a pet friendly room waiver, so please don't tell them about our dog party!
shhh ... the after party video is viewable on computers ...