There are dog owners, and then there are Pet Parents.

Murphy (the pooping puppy formerly known as Max) stayed at a Pet Hotel recently while I traveled to a place where even the best dogs cannot go.

Well, maybe the best dogs do get to go. Maybe the question is about the decency of said pet's owner. Oh, I'm sorry: Pet Parent. I keep forgetting that some people think Murphy and I are blood-related.

This is the PawGress Report I received when I picked up Murphy, from his 'suite' in room 302.

Food:
a. Gobbled it Down.
b. There were some leftovers.
c. Eager for a meal at home.

Snacks:
a. Chowed Down
b. Enjoyed a bit.
c. Too full to eat.

Fun:
a. Party Animal.
b. Getting to know new friends.
c. Not feeling sociable.

Bed:
a. Lights out, sweet dreams.
b. Rested comfortably.
c. A little restless.

Potty:
a. Took care of business.
b. Took a little coaxing.
c. Make sure things get back to normal at home.

Overall:
a. Carefree, calm and comfy.
b. Had a pleasant stay.
c. Missed you.

"Murphy loves to watch people go by, and he loves snuggles! He's very friendly and loves to run around the playroom on walks!"

Well… great! So glad my party animal had sweet dreams and took care of business! Way to go, MurphyPurphy!

And, so, we're all clear on this one thing, though, right?

He's a Dog.