How to Train Your Human

Fiora Firefly daintily took a sip from an ornate bottle, and then blew a fireball that lit up the sky. We were already amazed by her performance including a flaming baton, nun chucks, and fire eating. can we take lessons? Inside, the  piña colada  fountain cascaded and tropical music played while people and pets mingled. for my next act, I will nap for your enjoyment We're looking forward to the Open House next year! That is, if we don't all join the circus.  pssst Nacho! it's time for our act!

I waited patiently on the edge of the bed, vibrating joyously.  my rolls and I are ready! It was doggie dinnertime, and my human gently lowered me to the food court level with an Aerosmith serenade. food coma Once I was emptied and filled, it was time for my seventeenth (or so) nap of the day. 

Wow folks! It's been two years, and the antics haven't stopped.  here kitty kitty Thank you for your interest and fun comments! If you miss me when my human gets too busy to type, my instagram is @shyla_howtotrainyourhuman. Thank you thank you thank you for reading!

I lay at the door, waiting intensely for my human to come back. Surely there was secret food being consumed on the other side. I faithfully channeled Fry's dog Seymour from Futurama . she's behind me, isn't she? Stealthily, the pupparazzi sneaked up behind me, snapping photo after photo. I whirled around and they caught me, mid nose lick.  I had nothing to do with my missing collar <innocent look>

Errands were looming, but I was being adorable. pet my belly and things will magically take care of themselves I was strapped into my carseat, with the plan to run as many errands as businesses would let me come in. We bypassed indoor restaurants to avoid the wrath of the Health Department. look deeply into my cute eyes... and let me in your store The dog park's poop bag dispensers were repaired , and the bank fed me a LOT of treats. I was cooed at and allowed in the dressing room , the comic shop , and given another treat at the hardware store . We passed a canine cousin on the way out! is it nap time yet? 100% dog friendly day.  Dang. 

'Texting and driving? HIGHLY ILLOGICAL,' proclaimed the digital sign over the highway near Salt Lake City. Were we in a movie ? Was someone in charge a Star Trek fan? I would like to eat a tribble A few minutes of beautiful scenery later, the message was 'BUCKLE UP SCOTTY.' hint: help by jumping around maniacally when your human is trying to buckle you in Finally we drove under 'SAVE WARP SPEED FOR CAPTAIN KIRK.' Well played, Utah . 

We raced to reach the parade route on time. The ground was hot, so I was held while my parasol-shaded patch cooled down. I befriended an infant who liked my soft ears. I liked the crumbs on her hands.  this is more like it Flamingos were hung outside restaurants with care, with hopes that revelers soon would be there. There were dog rescues , amazing drag queens , businesses, swag, belly dancers and more! bring on the dogs in strollers! As the processional floats became further and fewer between, I was whisked home to nap. Happy Pride everyone! nappers for equality!