So, I've been back in San Francisco for almost a week. And I know you're totally dying to hear about Atlanta. And Miami. And all the pugs I met, fountains I swam in and bagels I ate. You've also probably been wondering what on earth I've been doing since we got back and why I haven't been here telling you all about it.
Well. It mostly has to do with you-know-who and her gimpy brain. I guess travel and long days of pug-shooting are hard on brains so after we went to Sacramento on Tuesday to get Dutch, my human ran out of brain and slept for like 3 whole days.
I didn't mind this so much because I was supertired too. I mean, my brain is perfectly fine and everything but being a world traveler isn't easy. First you have to get to the plane without missing it (gimpy brains = missed planes). Then you have to get past the security dudes. If you're lucky, the nice airline people give you a seat. Unlucky means riding under the seat with a bunch of feet.
If you survive the plane ride this thing called jet lag that totally messes with your sleep. The whole time zone thing is way too confusing to explain, but that's OK because we totally sucked at it anyway. And by we I mean my human.
The gist is we'd go to bed at our normal California time except it would really be 3 hours later because we were on a different coast. It's a time zone thing. Yeah. I told you. Confusing.
Anyway, even though we went to bed in California, we still had to wake up in Atlanta or Miami. And I don't know what time the rest of the east coast gets up, but we woke up before the sun. Y'know, so my human could spend the whole entire day giving away my food to stranger pugs.
Most days went something like this:
6am {3am west coast}
Wake up. Eat, pee and stuff.
7am
Drive to pug shooting location, stop for a bagel on the way. Eat again, if lucky. Probably get lost and listen to my human curse the GPS lady at least once.
8am
Pug shooting begins. Human abandons me. People
bring me snacks, but I don't get to nap or anything. My human
doesn't stop to eat or pee or anything. Sometimes she has a minute to
pet me. Sometimes she does not.
I try not to let it bother me, but sometimes it is just too much and I howl. Yes, howl.
7pm
Another day of pug shooting is over. Reunite with human.
9pm
Back at hotel, cuddle with my human and eat food. In Dallas we weren't near any easy food so my human ate random things like Milk Duds for dinner. Atlanta + Miami had Whole Foods and a place called Panera near by so she got to eat her stupid vegetables. I got to eat the random piece of bread Panera sometimes throws in your bag. No idea, but it was tasty.
10pm
Enjoy a guilt-chewy and wait for my human to finish doing stuff with the camera.
Guilt her into giving me a few extra snacks and a lot more love than usual.
2am east coast {11pm west coast}
Sleep.
See what I mean? Kinda crazy. But also very cool. Next week we get to do it again too - this time in the 2 Ms: Minneapolis + Milwaukee. My human had it with the stupid Blogger app thing and just turned Droid into some kind of hotspot so now we'll have internet everywhere we go. That means I can write you from any place, anytime.
As long as the thumbs are still breathing, anyway.
* * * BACONY GOODNESS * * *
Before I announce the Bacon giveaway winners, I have one more bit of bacony goodness to give! It came in the mail when we were gone from the supernice people at Oregon Trail Foods. They thought I might like their new Bacon Jellybeans so they sent me a big fat bag to try.
Uh... might like? Yeah. I was supposed to pose with the bag of Bacon Beans but they smelled soooooo tasty I tried to eat it instead. It's a pretty ginormous bag so my human suggested we split it up into a bunch of little ones. That way more pugs can enjoy them. Sounds good to me - as long I as I get too enjoy them too.
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