Day 3 #Blogpaws Diary: What Happens in Vegas...Get's Blabbed About on Social Media

May 8, 2014

Deer Diary:

Crap! 

By my mom's calculations, I hadn't pooped in 5 days. She figured it was the mix of medications, not necessarily the travel by airplane, although that certainly didn't help. And of course there was the fact that she realized I was not drinking water.

It's not that I don't enjoy drinking water, or that I had anything against hotel water. I just didn't like my new Las Vegas silver bowl with the white drippy cup around it. I refused to drink out of it. But Mom discovered that too late. My south end was blocked big time and I required a trip to the Banefield Pet Hospital at the Henderson PetsMart where I spent seven hours waiting for the big event.

Seven Fweakin' Hours!

Meanwhile... my pawrents had to find something to do with their time.

After the Big Event was over, I returned to my hotel room and took a long nap in a bright desert sun puddle. I have to say, it was the best nap I've had in a long time. So glad Mom brought my favorite pink donut bed.

Then I got a leisurely stroller ride and met some of the early arrivals for the BlogPaws conference. My pawrents had attached a cool banner for my Ride, made special for me.

Then we entered the Exhibit Hall where we ran into both the gorgeous @PepperPom and her mom, Angel, and also that @DogDancingGuy Kevin Newman, from Australia.  Just the day before @Bea_Bells introduced us on Twitter, and there we were in purrson, hanging out.

 Kevin was super nice...even though he didn't take either Pepper or me anywhere.

Here's my dad wif Kevin and other pet bloggers from Australia. We were very impressed that they traveled so far to come to the conference. Super nice peoples. (I was taking a short nap.)

Then... Then! We found it. Kitty Heaven at BlogPaws!

I was real nervous about meeting Cat Style Expert Kate Benjamin in purrson. Her designs as Hauspanther are wonderpurr, and My Cat From Hell is my favorite teevee show. Mom and me wandered around looking at all the cool things that Kate had on display. Even though my birfday isn't until next January, I made sure to point out to Mom all the things that made me purr.

Meanwhile, Dad found the crafts table and made himself a cat ears headband.

I have to agree with my mom. It doesn't take much to entertain Dad.

I was thrilled to meet @Pumpkinpuddy 's meowmy. @Nirisahn. She wore pink cat ears, but they looked real good on her...unlike my dad.

Then, I ran into the darling @DollytheDoxie - it was a pawsome night for me to meet my pals in purrson.

I still hadn't met my idol, Kate 'Hauspanther' Benjamin in purrson, but Mom said I'd had a big day and that there was always tomorrow to meet Kate, so we headed back up to our room. I feared my dad might actually wear those cat ears to bed.

But Dad wearing his kitty ears was the least of my worries. While I was lolling around in bed, Mom and Dad went back downstairs and met the wonderpurr Kate in purrson! And, much to my hoomiliation...they mentioned why I'd spent the day at the pet hospital. So embarrassed!

Thank you for stopping by. Please return tomorrow to read the conclusion of my #BlogPaws diary, and how I met @TillmanSkates, how I was mobbed by hound doggies, and how I was immortalized by the talented artist,  +BZ TAT  

And be sure to watch my video of me walking the Red Carpet on my own four paws!

As always, I appreciate your comments...as long as they're not selling me something.

Purrs!

Herman!!!

Herman's Diary of #BlogPaws 2014: Day Two

What the Friskies! You back already? Boy, that was a short night. I barely got in my standard five hour cat nap. Anyway! I guess you're here to read the diary I kept while I attended the Las Vegas BlogPaws 2014 convention. Go ahead and read below. I'm going back to bed. 

DAY TWO: MAY 7, 2014

Deer Diary --

I'm told the view of the mountains and desert surrounding Lake Las Vegas at 5 a.m. from our room balcony at The Westin Lake Las Vegas Resort & Spa is beautiful. I wasn't awake to see it.

I'd had a restless night. I got up several times to wander the room. Mom didn't get much sleep either, cuz she's a light sleeper. Plus she was busy hovering over me. I hate that, but she's a mom. I'm told hovering comes with the title. My pawrents let me sleep in while they went to breakfast.

But then they wanted to explore The Westin hotel property. Since I hadn't used my litter box except to pee a little, Mom thought getting me for a walk might help things move along.

I jumped into my Gen7Pet stroller, and then had my first-ever ride in the hotel elevator. I usually get hauled up the back stairs of a hotel into our room. It was super nice to be treated like a special guest, instead of dirty baggage no one wants to see.

In the lobby there was a huge welcome sign greeting the Blogpaws attendees. 

 The hotel grounds were beautiful, surrounded by trees and water. You'd never guess we were in the middle of a desert.

 One thing I noticed right away...the sun seemed brighter than it did back home. Dang! I forgot my shades!

Even though I had absolutely no intention of going potty outside like a stray cat, I kept that to myself. I wanted to walk on the ground, and smell the smells of those who walked before me...and peed before me too. Phew! There was a lot of that everywhere!

I'm a pretty smart cat, if I say so myself. I had my cool tiger harness jacket from Butterfly Cat Jackets velcroed around my body, and I obeyed the Stop! Look! and Listen! rules of the road.

Here's a photo of me walking my Dad back to the hotel. Dad took a photo of me walking with Mom, but Mom said hell would freeze before she posted a picture of her butt on the internet.

 Before we went back to our room, I stopped at the Message Board to see who had arrived.

Here's me and my mom posing at the hotel entrance. I'd had fun exploring the resort and I was looking forward to attending the Dessert on the Terrace event that night. 

But I wouldn't see the BlogPaws gang, or have Dessert on the Terrace that night.

Back in our room, Mom realized I wasn't drinking from my new water bowl. And  when she checked her records she realized I had not pooped for 5 days!

FIVE DAYS!

Thanks for stopping by. Please return tomorrow to read Day Three of my Blogpaws 2014 Diary.