We saw Hotel For Dogs last night. Not in an actual movie theater on account of me and my kind not being welcome in movie theaters. But Bernie has this pal in L.A. who sends us DVD’s, not sure of the details, so we watched at home, which is on Mesquite Road in the Valley, if I haven’t mentioned that already. Bernie had a glass of bourbon and I had a rawhide chew strip from Rover and Co. They’re the best! Once I even got to tour the place, maybe a story for another time. But getting back to Hotel For Dogs. Great! All this stuff happened, going by so fast. The best part was when this huge pack of my guys was running wild through the streets. Even better was when Friday – he’s the star of the picture – snuck behind this mean woman and gobbled up a whole plate of bacon sitting on the counter. I could smell that bacon! Except I couldn’t, which is a big problem in movies. No smell. Doesn’t bother Bernie, of course, his sense of smell being pretty much nonexistent. But he likes bacon, too, although when I glanced over at him during that scene he was asleep. Tonight: Marley and Me.
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