Slight introductory note.  My name is Ken, Ken the Cat. I am working up slowly here but here are a few shots from the past month or so.

This is Molly with her buddy Barclay. Barclay is exercising her tolerance.

This is Chloe in a lather.

Koda has a big thing by her eye..

After three months Frankie is going home soon.

Callie always likes to drop in and keep the others in line.

This is Nelson

And then the snow comes. Lilly is just little.

Callie(different than the other Callie above, but you probably knew that)is sampling the ice.

Marley is getting a lot bigger. you might remember him from his first steps. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUyzK_oK5mg

Spanky leading the way with Tank behind and Linus looking in.

This is Linus . How's your prostate Linus?

O.K. these are out of order. This is Zuma. Zuma gained about ten pounds in mud and sticks and leaves and stuff. 

Zuma comes with Takka.

Riley, Sammy, Cooper, and Louis

Bruno out with the gang.

Freddie looking for leftovers on Sassy

Dex assessing the situation.

Rexi on Patrol.

Meadow and Bailee

Emma and Duchess on the prowl.

Beagles in flight.

Louie

Sookie. Sookie dookie dookie

Alrighty then,

Ken over and out.

Last Will and Testament First name: Gary, Second Name: the cat

Hey Cats,
This Final post has a soundtrack, so first thing you do is press play and then proceed to the post.




If you are reading this, I am afraid I am no longer on the scene here at the Pet Hotel.It was not a short goodbye. It was not a sweet goodbye. But it does provide an explanation as to the lapse in photographic documentation from this neck of the woods. While up here, the interviewing process for a suitable replacement has been exhausting. But about August of this year a worthy candidate was found.

His name is Ken. Ken the cat. Though of a different brand of reporting–younger, hipper, and more immature basically, Ken will be sure to keep you abreast of your dog's time here at the Hotel. It will be a bit more in keeping with the times. In fact Ken didn't want to continue with the blog at all–claiming blogging is passe. Twitter and Facebook, YouTube and Vine are where it's at he preached. I reminded him that in some countries they eat cats and we could arrange for him to land there instead of B.C. So though Ken currently spends the bulk of his time somersaulting down the hall and playing with string, or questioning what authority it is that says the table is off limits, he is bound to muster up some concentration and start the ball rolling with shots of your dogs being dogs here at the Hotel.

As for me, it's Sayonara Baby. I tried not to break everybody's heart at the Hotel when I left, but I am afraid I did. So take a minute everybody and call your special friend over and remember just how fragile it all is and how much they do for one's soul in so little time.

Here's to all of those we've had to say goodbye to.

Meow Baby,

G

Hey Cats,

The last real post of the comings and goings here at the Hotel was on May 6.  We have been busy.  For starters along with all the craziness the summer brings with the dogs and all, we did some major tune ups here.

We went from this.

To this.

Meanwhile our man Takka spent a lot of time riding herd on the crew.

Erri too gave many a dog a run for its money this summer.

Wallace and Heli enjoying a little canine conversation.

Koby and Barclay checking out a bit of fresh powder.

Freddie sporting a silly grin.  Freddie always sports a silly grin. 

This is Nalu.  I have no idea why this snow is falling in this picture.  It's like haunted eh?

Wallace, Barclay, and Takka hard at it.

Maggie and Rosie looking suspiciously at something.

Abby and Nalu

Koby and Jackson trying their hardest not to get into a huge scrap over that stick.

Jackson, Maggie, and Abby with Barclay in the foreground.

This is Cricket this year.

This is her about the same time last year.

This is Jack sporting his signature drool.  

Dolly trying to avoid placing all four paws on the frosty ground at once.

And here she is trying to look like a panther.

Chloe swimming through a sea of beige.

Finnegan here comes with Cricket up a few shots. Here he is wondering what it would be like to be blind.

This is Dakota practicing the catwalk.

Koby trying to look like a puppy.

This is Mya daring anyone to take that stick.

This is Belle.  She's just little now.

But soon she is going to be huge.  She has a bark that can stop traffic.

This is Tuffy dressed up like a horse.

Penny doing the drop-and-roll.

This is Robin Hood employing evasive measures with Koby.

Here he is not employing evasive measures.

Stella and Erri.

All right, that's it for now cats.  But buckle up because lots more shots of the Pet Hotel are coming your way.

Gary