Tuesday I posted about our adventure with the fumigation to get rid of Termites. So I guess I need to really expand on the amazing adventure of staying in a hotel for three days.
Let me start off with saying that a car ride with my two boys is always awesome. They know where to stay and they are very used to trips. The part I wasn't as prepared for were the two cats. I can handle a kid crying, I can handle a dog barking but I wasn't prepared for two cats crying and a dog whining. Let me try to paint this picture for you:
Gideon tried to jump from the trunk area to the seat to figure out why the cats were crying. While driving down the freeway my Great Dane manages to jump and land on top of one of the cat crates - creating a horrible hiss/scream from the cat in the crate. Next thing I know I've got two huge paws landing on my 'full' drink from 7-11 and throwing my clutch into neutral. While adjusting to the clutch and the spray of vanilla Dr Pepper the cat is still screaming and I have a huge head on my shoulder. He managed to slide off the cat crate and popped a plastic bag - causing a huge popping sound and another scream. To be honest I can't recall if the scream came from me or the cat, I just remember the scream. By the time I have gotten over three lanes of traffic to prepare to pull over all seems to be calm. I mean I have two exits - I literally can see the hotel sign in the distance. I decide to just keep going. Grizzly is snug in his car seat up front and content with watching his surroundings. Gideon obviously thought that this was the best seat in the SUV and attempts to climb into Grizzlys seat. Thankfully a car cut me off, causing me to slam on my breaks, and putting Gideon back between the cats. More screaming and howling from the cats, Grizzly starts barking at Gideon and a car is honking at me.
At this very moment I think to myself three things.
1. I wish I could drink.
2. Thank God we aren't in a little Corolla anymore
3. Thank God I don't have a baby in the car.
As we pull off the exit Gideon's excitment kicks in and he starts to bring himself between Grizzly & I. Which normally would be fine but the car is loaded and covered in DP. With each turn the dog is slidding left and right completely in my driving space. It's not safe. As I'm yelling for him to get back, the cats are still screaming and Grizzly has decided to join in. I see my husbands truck ahead of me and inwardly sigh. One more light that's all I need to escape this madness.. one more light. As I pull into the space next to my husband I can see that he is already laughing. I mean the SUV, Grizzly and I are covered in DP with Gideon is happily between us and the man is laughing. I'm sure if we had been switched I too would have thought it was funny.
We started gathering the animals out of the car and decided that the dogs should go up first. The anticipation of how Gideon would respond to his first elevator ride lingers in air. Let me first explain that my Great Dane is terrified of boxes.. I mean an iphone box will send him whining all the way to his room. The husband & I are talking as we push the button - Is he going to freak out? Is he going to cause us trouble? Are we going to need to find some stairs? The elevator door opens and he walks right in. We close the door, hit the button to our floor, the door closes and the floor moves. My sweet boy turns his head sideways and looks down as if to say "hey why is this moving?" The door opens on our floor and his face is priceless!! He looks between the husband & I in amazement and confusion as if asking "How did that happen?!" Gideon is very hesitant to step out of the box but Grizzly just walks out and thankfully Gideon follows his lead. Six doors down is our room. We put the key in, count to three and open the door. The dogs walk in and Gideon looks back at us like "what the hell is this place!" We had already taken a load of stuff the day before so some of our things were already in the room, which to my guess, caused more confusion for him.
*we count to three to calm the dogs. we count before entering any door other then our own. It seems to curb their excitment and helps us manage them. it's odd I know but it works. *
Thirty minutes later all the animals are checking out the room. We have just settled in with our wings from Hooters and started working on my husband comparison paper. All is great. We are just so calm and relaxed.
An hour and half later we decide to take dogs down to the 'doggie area' for a potty break. We gather leashes, bags for puppy poo and the room key. Leashes on and we count to three. Doors open and someone is on the other side walking by. That lady took one look at Gideon and screams. Why do people do that?! Gideon lunges towards her to see what's wrong and she screams again. The husband & I shake our heads and press on. We try the elevator again. Same response - goes straight in, looks sideways at the floor, and then amazed when it opens. Another person is waiting on the other side and they gasp. Oh my gawd he is huge! Yes.. he is a GREAT DANE. He is 165 pounds.. he is HUGE. I think the initial reaction from strangers to my dog is hysterical. We walk to the puppy area and a couple with a dog the size of Grizzly is there. They see us heading towards them - grab their dog in their hands and walk away .. fast. Gideon isn't aggressive. He isn't loud. He doesn't bark. I don't understand the fear people seem to express when they see him.
After potty time we head back up for another two hours and repeat the process. After that potty break we are down for the night. Every sound, every voice, every gust of wind has Gideon waking up the room. I had to turn my 'relaxation sounds' on to drown out the noise so we could get some sleep. I swear we slept three hours. It's 5 am and at this point I am exhausted and frustrated that I have to get up. The husband is about to leave for work and we need to walk the dogs before he leaves. My boys are so excited the moment my husband picks up the leashes that I can barely get my shoes on. The cats are running under beds due to the commotion and I swear we just woke up our neighbors b/c of the noise. Another successful elevator and potty trip. Now it's just me and the fur babies. I lay back down to go to sleep to be awaken by a barking .. again. I'm now ready to scream.
I forgot that the hotel placed us four doors down from the breakfast area. Which we have to pass to get to the elevator. I also realize that breakfast is until 10 am. With people walking past our room to get to the breakfast hall there is no way I'm going back to sleep. I can't take them potty without passing the breakfast area. We are trapped. Thankfully the remote is close by and anything to drown out the noise outside is the goal. The morning news pops up, the dogs quiet down and I fall back to sleep for a good two hours.
to be continued.