Sneaking your Pomeranian into Forbidden Places
I know I’m going to get into trouble here, but I love my Pomeranians so much I want to take them everywhere. Mika and The Boys… which I wish I could form into a Country singing group, love and I mean really love going for rides in the SUV. I talked about it in a previous post but they get so excited they jump on each other to get out of the vestibule that leads to the garage. They run and wait very patiently (O.K. I’m exaggerating a little bit, what Pomeranian is really ever patient.) at the back passenger door.
My husband lifts them up one at a time so they can orientate themselves and get their place before we start moving. It’s hilarious. They do all this and then we still have to strap them in. They don’t get it but we still let them do it because it is so entertaining. Yes, we live in the Entertainment Capital of the World but are still entertained by our Pomeranians getting into a vehicle. Don’t judge me.
This is all the prelude to going to the many stores, casinos, resorts and just regular supermarket trips we go on. Don’t let my big burly husband fool you… he’s the one figuring out ways to sneak them in. He incorporates scare tactics, slight of hand, distraction… anything in his little bag of tricks to get Mika and The Boys into a place that has a sign “no dogs/pets allowed”. The bigger the sign the bigger the challenge. (Just to be clear… at no time are our furry babies in any danger)
We were in Smith’s, a local Grocery Supermarket owned by Kroger Co., the other day at about 10pm we’re walk in pushing the Pet Gear Stroller, I think we have now made famous… walk right by the self-checkout woman… she smiles, gives an “Oh, how cute look” and let’s us pass. There we are shopping, picking up sourdough bread, and other organic stuff, about 15 minutes into our shopping… now mind you we’ve been doing this for the past 3 years that we’ve lived in Vegas, and a guy comes out of no where, stocking shelves, to tell us that he doesn’t think that the store is pet friendly. I say O.K. we’re going to the checkout. We head to the checkout and the girl their can’t stop cooing and making baby noises, wanting to pet our babies… telling us how cute they are and she wishes her husband wasn’t allergic… and so on.
Our favorite places to take Mika and the boy’s are Best Buy, Fashion Show Mall (and every store in there), Town Square Mall (where they say they are pet friendly but none of the stores “allow” dogs) and the Post Office when we deliver Pommy Treats and Pommy Boxes. We wanted to take Niko into a Garth Brooks concert, (because he’s a huge Country Music fan) but Garth discontinued his residency at The Wynn. You snooze you lose… I guess.
Have you ever snuck your furry babies into a place that didn’t allow dogs… if so where?