In case you hadn't already guessed, I've got quite the travel bug. I love to go wherever my people go. And I love to sniff out new places. The map below shows you all the cities where I've been "sight-sniffing." I usually go alone with Momma. She gets more "vacation" than Daddy. Just between you and me, I don't think she "works" all that much.

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My frequent flier cities:

Vancouver, B.C., CANADA
Paris, FRANCE
Atlanta, GA
Chicago, IL
Gardnerville, NV
Ridgefield, CT

The cities I've driven to:

Las Vegas, NV
Palm Springs, CA
Lodi, CA
Biarritz, FRANCE (from Paris)
New York, NY (from Ridgefield)

My Photo Gallery
Finally, the long-promised wedding pic from Vancouver, BC. What a lovely, dog-friendly city. My uncle got married up there so the whole family flew up for the festivities. I had a great time visiting the city and seeing my cousin, Jasper. (The big one in front.) He was the ring bearer. Go check him out on my friends and family page.

MEET THE BIG CHICKEN! Yes, it's back to "HotLanta" for me except it sure wasn't very hot. In fact, it was downright cold! I had to wear this dumb little coat that my friend, Sport, gave me. It's got a huge fleur-de-lys on it—Momma thinks it's cute.This is Momma and me in front of the "Big Chicken" in Marietta—he's a landmark, as in "It's right near the big chicken..."

He is cool.

Gotta love that Chattahoochee! The days are shorter and the shadows are longer in February. This is me chasing the ball along the riverbank. I had to chase balls because there weren't very many ducks around. A few geese, however, and I did go after a few of them. The problem with geese, though, is that they go right back after you when you're my size! I ran. They scare me.

Can you believe it? This is me in the City of Light. Oui, oui, mes amis--I went in France. And ate foie gras. And it's just as devine as I thought it would be! We flew Air France to get us in the mood. Boy, those French sure do make you feel chez toi right from the start. They served me foie gras on the plane! (OK, so that's a bit of a white lie: Momma had to sneak it to me in my bag but who cares? I got some!) I walked from one end of Paris to the other. It was fabulous.

 

We stayed at a friend's apartment on the 5th floor. No elevator. I made Momma carry me up...because she would. I also made her buy me these gorgeous "diamond" baubles... because she would. Thank goodness she brought my bed from home. Made for a lot of luggage but she didn't mind carrying that TOO. Anything to make me happy. N'est-ce pas?
Just to prove that I didn't go all by myself, here's Momma and me at La Tour Eiffel. I think we went and ate foie gras right after this. Or was it right before. Ahhh, the days all run together. Oh! did I tell you that I just love, love, love Badoit? Mmmm, yummy bubbles that made my nose tingle.
This is Uncle Greg and me. We didn't REALLY get in that Smart car. But wouldn't it have been funny if we did??
Au revoir, Paris! I will miss you all very much.
Leaving Las Vegas. Hey, Ant Gail, this is MY bed. Have YOUR mom buy you your own!
Momma and me visiting the windy city. I loved loved loved Michigan Avenue.
Off we go on another trip...
Oh, sometimes this travel is so very tiring. Momma and I just got back from "HotLanta". And it was! Have you ever seen the ducks they have out there? They are pawsitively huge!
While in Atlanta, I alone was responsible for keeping the entire Chattahoochee riverbank free of ducks! Quite a job for such a little girl. But I was happy to do it.
While this isn't long-distance travel, I have been spending time at the local high school track working on my speed, endurance and pouncing technique. It's starting to pay off—I got closer to almost catching a bird the other day!
Well, we're back from another great trip to Gardnerville. I just love that town! We had rain and snow and sunshine. Here's one of me running with my cousins. They are a little bigger than I am but I manage to hold my own. XXOO