March has been a wash for us. Out of the 31 days in the month of March only 8 of them were spent at home just Matt and I. The rest was filled with family or travel. But we just got back from Atlanta when Matt had drill over the weekend. We spent our first weekend in a hotel with 3 dogs. The first night the girls barked for the first hour our so if they heard someone, but after that they were good. And every night after that they didn't make a peep. Could've been they were scared of the wrath of Mommy if they woke me from my sleep, but it also could've been that they got to sleep in the bed with us and knew they'd be shipped off into their crate if they caused a commotion. Anyways, here are some sleeping dogs at the hotel. I couldn't get one of Honey - she likes to bury her face in your side so it doesn't make for easy picture-taking.
Spoiled rotten. Next they'll be asking for room service and bones on the pillows. I don't care. I could eat those faces up.
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