Hi guys, Momo here. It’s been a week since I arrived in San Francisco and I am so glad to be home! The flight was super boring but thankfully I flew first class. Yep, I had my two favorite squirrels for company and a super soft bed to relax on during the long flight. I've always wondered why humans even bother with the cabin - who wants to be squished next to a stranger when you could have an awesome private suite like mine? You know you're jealous.
But I’ve gotta admit... as comfy as my crate and the Chill Pad were, I sure was glad to feel my paws on concrete again. The first few days back have been a whirlwind... lots of butt sniffing with four-legged friends in the neighborhood, cuddles and kisses from two-legged ones, and best of all being reunited with Dad again. Mom and I were pretty jet-lagged for the first couple of days and Dad took a rather unflattering picture of me while I was half asleep.
Disclaimer: This is NOT an accurate representation - I really do look much better in real life.
After three straight 16-hour sleep days, Mom started complaining about how unproductive her days have been. I don’t know what all the fuss is about - sounds like a regular week to me.
So far, everything has been awesome. The humans here are really friendly. All I have to do is stick my tongue out, act cute and voila! Treats in my belly.
Could you resist this face? I don't think so!
Another great thing about being back in San Francisco? The car rides! I love sticking my head out and feeling my ears flap in the wind. I get from point A to point B without having to move at all! How awesome is that?!
Best of all, I now have countless beds and mats to choose from. Round ones, square ones, flat ones, you name it. Hmmm I wonder what’s up next... you never know with Dad always thinking up crazy new ideas.
Yeap, life back in the city is good and I’m soooooooooo glad to be back!