Sure enough, we packed up and left Mesa just as the temperature was spiking near 112 degrees and my paws were cracked and burnt. I expected a long, leisurely nap in the back seat of the car (when I didn't have to drive) but we arrived in Williams, Arizona in a few short hours. What a difference in climate from the desert to the high desert. Who knew?! It was actually chilly and sleeting. Upon our arrival in Williams, I was carted off to the Grand Canyon Pet Resort where I met a new friend - she was a one year old German short hair pointer covered in freckles and full of energy - she was hot! We played non-stop for the next three days until my people arrived and loaded me back in the car. Damn.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
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