A hot hot HOT place called Vegas..
The last leg of our west coast vacation was at Las Vegas as Daddy had to attend a work convention there. Vegas? Me no like. Firstly, Vegas wasn’t as dog friendly as California was – no dog park along the strip, not welcomed indoors, no grass for me to run on! Secondly, I’m underage. No booze, no gambling. BOO. Thirdly, the weather was insanely warm! My poor little paws were burning, no thanks to the heat! Sigh. Due to the crazy heat, my parents decided to walk along the strip around 8pm, kinda thinking that as the sun sets, the weather would improve. Sadly, it didn’t exactly help as we were all still melting from the heat. Anyway, we managed to stop by Bellagio just in time to catch the water show. It was pretty spectacular, but I wasn’t exactly fond of the loud blasting sound. After enjoying the show, we walked along the strip and found a wishing fountain that resembled the Trevi Fountain in Rome. I tossed a little coin in, wishing for good …