Phoenix

We've been in Phoenix, AZ since Thursday.  It's so incredibly hot here that the race my husband's driving in is (fortunately) at night.  At 7pm tonight, to be exact.

The kids and I are at the hotel, as Clara can't get enough of the pool, but I'm going to have to somehow convince them that going to the racetrack now is going to be so much more fun than splashing around.  Ugh.

The dogs stayed at home.  Nora has been going there to let them out, feed them, etc. as well as being there all day yesterday helping clean the house.  On Thrusday, though, no sooner had we just pulled up to the hotel, that our neighbor called to tell me that 2 of our dogs (Malachi and Carmela) were at her house visiting, along with another neighbor's dog (???).  I figured someone must have left the gates open.  But when our neighbor decided the dog party was over and graciously walked every one of them home, our shepherd (Malachi) was already inside and the gate was closed.

It's almost like Toy Story, how the toys come alive when humans aren't around.  Maybe our pets have everything totally figured out and only act stupid when we're there...  maybe they get high or drunk when we're out.  Maybe they can cook gourmet meals and they watch CNN.

Maybe the next time we leave town I'll leave a couple of brooms and the vacuum out and see what happens...

 

PS:  It's so nice being at a race as a family again...  I wish we could do so more often.