My Birthday Present!

My birthday was five days ago, but Mom and Dad decided to wait until today to give me my present. I thought I was getting a bunch of little presents like some Dingos, a Happy Meal, an 8 piece meal from Popeye's, a new collar, and maybe a birthday card, but this year they decided to get me something a little different. Wanna guess what I got? You'll never guess, so I'll just tell you. They're taking me on vacation!

I have never been on vacation before. Mom and Dad go away all the time and when they are gone, I go to one of several different 'vacation homes'. This is how they always spin it - "Stubby, look where you're going. You are going to (insert name here) house for the week. Isn't that great? You are going on vacation. We'll see you in a week or more, so have a good time." Nice, huh? I don't know what got into them this year, but vacationing I will go!

Don Pardo, please tell the audience what Stubby will receive:

A nice, long, twelve hour ride in Dad's car - yippee! I love car rides and I hardly ever get to go in Dad's car. There is lots of room in there to cruise around, so Mom and Dad better put some pug proof blankets down so the whole car doesn't look like me.

A four night stay at Barkwells, a pet-friendly resort in North Carolina - wow! Look at the picture of that resort. Pretty sweet looking to me. There are almost seven fenced-in acres for motoring around, laying around, and checking pee-mail.

A two bedroom, two bath cabin with a fenced-in yard - superb! Just look at this cool cabin. There is more than enough room for a little guy like me to stretch out and relax. I'm not really sure what I'm suppose to do on vacation, but I always hear Mom talking about sleeping in late and doing a whole lotta nothing. I love doing that stuff!
A one night stay in Indianapolis followed by a visit to the Indy Pug Meetup - sweet! I can finally meet some of my blogging buddies. I know that some of them are heading to Kentucky that weekend, but my good pal Salinger is going to be around. I can't wait to meet him and his family.

Barkwells is about twenty minutes south of Asheville, so Mom and Dad plan on spending lots of time there, as well as visiting the Biltmore Estate. They are taking their bikes and my buggy so that we can do some riding. Hopefully Mom will not ring her ridiculous bike horn and annoy Dad.

We are leaving for the vacation in two weeks. Mom is making all kinds of lists because she doesn't want to forget any of my stuff. What stuff? I really don't have stuff. I don't know what she's bringing, but I hope she remembers my food. Maybe I will get some special treats for the long ride. I know Mom will bring my surfboard rug and my special collar, but what else do I need? Maybe I should make a list so that I don't forget anything!

I can't wait to get my motor running, head out on the highway, looking for adventure, and whatever comes my way! I was born to be a wild vacationing pug!