So I want to alert all my canine friends to some of the exceptional places that have made us ALL truly welcome. We will add to this as they come about. Top of the list is not strictly a restaurant, but a fabulous bar in Santa Barbara where all dogs are welcomed - including special chairs and beds to make us ‘feel good'. A big shout out to ‘Wine Therapy' in Santa Barbara.
Just Giving You My Two Puggy Pennies Worth (Or Cents)
Dining out with Hoomans

My Hoomans love to take me with them on trips, but there is always one problem that we cant ignore - and that is where to eat!!
Many Hotels are now pug friendly, and thats much appreciated, but eating out varies enormously. Its not unusual for us to find that a ‘pug friendly' hotel has nowhere that my hoomans can eat with me - and of course I am never allowed to stay in the room alone !! Room service pizza gets boring even for me after a while!
There are some fantastic places we have been that ‘get it', and go out of their way to make it easy - but sadly many more that hide behind the ‘health department rules' - and whatever those rules are they don't make sense! My Pops has planned to do some research into these rules, but many of them are local and so when travelling you never know. Apparently there is no Federal law, but Health Dept guidelines that are often enforced locally and randomly. And often based on opinions rather than facts - this
article highlights the issues.
In 2015 California did enact a law that allows dogs on a patio - at the restaurants discretion and subject to some rules. Certainly outside patio dining is always the first place we look, and fortunately in California the weather is generally acceptable. But Oregon in the fall and winter is a bit different, as is Nevada in the summer!

30 minutes later we pulled up outside our mini-getaway hotel where we expected to chill out and be poolside babes for the next few days. We all kind of looked at each other as it wasn’t quite as we imagined. There were a few questionable sights in the hotel lobby which made the hair on the back of our necks stand up. Upon entering our garden room I felt like it resembled a breeze block cell with a concrete yard - not quite the chilled out palm tree vibes we envisaged. The chair by the rusty desk looked as if it had come from the local primary school, complete with paint splashes and tippex drops. Mum said it was ‘the look’. Aunt S said ‘that’s not a look!!’ Off to speak to the manager we did, who was extremely nice and understood that our expectations were a little different to reality, so he kindly cancelled our reservation. I am sure we would have had a good time. It just seemed to be very busy and having not been anywhere busy for over a year, it wasn’t the vibe we were looking for. So off we trotted to a vision of pink 30 mins up the road... The Sands Hotel and Spa in Indian Wells.

Adventures await….but they will have to wait for a little while longer!! Our adventures have been put on hold as we are stay at home during the Covid-19 Lockdowns. It’s been rather a change to my social calendar to not be travelling, meeting my pug friends and attending the events I am so very used to enjoying.

So, during the 160 miles along the 10 and the 60 freeways to the Joshua Tree National Park , I nap for 40 minutes, have a tinkle, a tickle and a pugachino at Starbucks, gawp at the Iron Giants (ie:the solar windmills) and marvel at how far your buck goes on a brand spanking new mansion on this stretch of the road compared to TinsleTown. Maybe I'll move out here so I have more pennies in my puggy bank, and I'll be much closer to these weirdly wonderful shaped trees I like to look at.