Dog-Friendly Fayetteville Makes U.S. News Top 5

Razorback Stadium

Reynolds Razorback Stadium. Home of the Razorbacks. Fayetteville, AR

Once again, our hometown of Fayetteville, Arkansas made the top 5 in U.S. News and World Report “Best Places to Live’. Last year we were number three and this year we round out the top five behind Austin, Denver, San Jose and Washington, D.C. We may have slipped a bit but that’s pretty good company.

For those of you wondering what makes Fayetteville so great or how U.S. News decides, Kim Castro, executive editor at U.S. News said, “When considering a move people are concerned about finding a job in their field (we don’t need any more dog trainers), earning enough to afford a home (I can keep the lights on), sending their kids to good schools (we have several doggie day cares), and feeling like a part of their community (philanthropy, politics, and sports- you pick). The Best Places to Live ranking takes all of that into account- the metro areas that do well are the ones with the strong job markets and high quality of life.”

Dog-friendly bar is full

Window seats are taken at Brewski’s on Dickson St

I live downtown in Fayetteville’s historic district. We’re a mostly liberal group- as evidenced by the political signs that occasionally appear in my neighborhood- but we aren’t crazy radicals; we like HSUS but PETA is a little out there. On Sundays, Henri and I can walk to St. Paul’s Episcopal Church for the 7:30 a.m. pet-friendly mass, or we can sleep late and Sunday Funday downtown on Dickson Street. We can walk to at least three dog-friendly restaurants and in five miles hit three breweries along our trail system with a fourth currently under construction.

 

If you want to branch out and drive, the options are endless, especially if you factor in the rest of Northwest Arkansas and all the dog-friendly options in Springdale, Rogers, and Bentonville. We are, right now, at Sassafrass Springs Winery in Springdale. It’s where we go when Mommy needs to write but Henri needs to roam. It’s not the only dog-friendly winery in our area, either; it’s just the closest to our house.

In addition to dog-friendly restaurants, wineries and breweries, Fayetteville has some great festivals- most of them being relatively dog-friendly. By “relatively”, I mean they allow dogs but you might want to consider whether or not your dog will be happy there. For instance, SpringFest is OK for dogs, there’s even a dog parade, but Block Street Block Party has gotten really big (and AWESOME!) and although dogs are allowed, I did NOT take Henri last year.

We have LOTS of specifically dog-friendly events though.

The Humane Society of the Ozarks hosts the Dogwood Walk at Gulley Park and the Family Play Day at Sassafrass Springs every year and Fayetteville Animal Services benefits from the annual Pup Crawl on Dickson Street. Northwest Arkansas’ minor league ball club has Bark in the Park events and there is usually more than one church or organization hosting a Blessing of the Animals in honor of St. Francis of Assisi in October. We have TWO dog-friendly Mardi Gras krewes- one in Fayetteville and one in Eureka Springs (about an hour away and super dog-friendly) ready to ‘laissez les bons temps rouler’ for you and your dog.

Fayetteville's off-leash hiking area

Off-leash at Lake Wilson

The only thing really lacking on the dog-friendly scene in Fayetteville is dog parks. We only have one on the west side of town. However, if you and your dog like a little off-leash adventure, on the southeast side of town, looping Lake Wilson, we have a trail specifically designated as an ‘off-leash’ hiking area.

The other things you can find in Fayetteville, and all of Northwest Arkansas, are beautiful trails. From the 37 miles of paved trail stretching from south Fayetteville to Bella Vista to the more rugged adventures of the Ozark Mountains and the nearby Buffalo River, you can walk, hike or bike in a variety of nearby places. We have several rivers to paddle and 487 miles of natural shoreline on the 44 square mile Beaver Lake. My favorite marina is less than an hour from my front door and you can catch us there year ‘round.

Ever been snow sailing? Eagle watching? You can do that here.

All of that being said, the thing I like most about Fayetteville/Northwest Arkansas is the central location. Henri is too big for airline travel- HE IS NOT CARGO!- but we are less than a 12 hour drive from a lot of cool places…Sante Fe, Chicago, Austin, and my personal favorite, the beach.

I started writing this post on a sunny day at Sassafrass Springs and I’m wrapping it up on a rainy day, sitting inside with Henri at Core Brewery, which perfectly sums up my point.

Number 5? We think we’re number 1. If you can’t beat us, join us!

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Christmas on the Water

Strolling in the sand

Walk-about on Biloxi Beach

I’m not sure if I should start with “Happy New Year” or “My apologies.” This was supposed to have been a pre-Christmas post featuring fun holiday activities on the Mississippi Gulf Coast that you could enjoy during the holiday season this year. I mean last year. In 2016.

If you were following us in December and read Casino on the Coast then you know we headed to Harrah’s Gulf Coast casino in Biloxi for a four-day weekend adventure. You also know it’s a great (dog-friendly) casino with rooms over-looking the water and perfect Cosmos.

What you don’t know is there is way more to do in Biloxi, MS than beaching and gambling, and even though you’ve missed the holiday season, I encourage you to go there and create your own adventure. Mardi Gras is coming up and Biloxi knows exactly how to do that- they even have a Mardi Gras museum where you can play in the costumes!

Reason for the Season

There were lots of reasons to choose Biloxi for our Christmas trip but I didn’t know that until I actually started planning. What began with a dog-friendly casino on the coast and a lighted boat parade on Saturday night, turned into a holiday arts and crafts fair, open-houses, new food and new friends.

Though we’d planned to arrive in Biloxi before dark, we weren’t cruising down Beach Blvd. on Hwy 90 until almost 7 p.m. That put us in great luck though, because we drove right past 2 schooners from the Maritime and Seafood Industry Museum already staged for Saturday night’s Christmas on the Water Lighted Boat Parade. We turned around for a sneak peak at the decorations and a few photos and though I wasn’t entirely sure I could pull it off, I wasn’t convinced I couldn’t- I was hoping for a run-in with a captain and maybe a boat ride.

Mike Sekul at Schooner Pier

A stop at Schooner Pier for a sneak peak

I didn’t know it at the time but the boats were docked at Schooner Pier, which we would be able to see from our hotel room window. We parked the car and while Mindy got out some camera equipment, I let Henri take a lap in the sand.

THE SAND! That’s when we saw the No Dogs sign. No dogs?! What?!

Apparently Mommy was distracted by the idea of a dog-friendly casino on the beach with a boat parade and didn’t do enough research about the actual beach. Harrison County and their ‘No Dogs’ policy includes Biloxi, Gulfport, Pass Christian, and Long Beach.

Harrison County Beach Authority

No Dogs Allowed

We’d been in the car 9 hours. It was dark. We went on the beach. Without a leash. It must’ve been the ocean air but we totally went against Ray’s Rules. Ray is a wise friend who contends that you should ‘only break one law at a time.’ Though technically, if dogs aren’t allowed on the beach, there probably isn’t a need for a leash law. Also, the sign says ‘ordinance’ not law. Both my Mom and attorney will tell you that I’m really good at justifying things.

Henri pooped. I picked it up. We’re rule breakers, not heathens.

A Day of Rest

I always try to schedule an easy day after a long drive so the first order of business on Friday morning was sleeping late. I was up before Mindy and doing my best to be be quiet. She’d already told me she could sleep through anything as long as no one was bleeding or dying, and I envy my mom friends’ ability to sleep like the dead. I also know for most of them it rarely happens. I took Henri to potty, stopped in the lobby for fruit and bagels, then returned to our room to drink my coffee and stare at the water in silence. Most of my mornings begin this way, I just don’t usually have the ocean as my backdrop. Or bagels.

We lazed a good portion of the morning and finally got out the door around 11:00. Our plan was simple: lunch at Shaggy’s then find a beach where Henri was welcome. We’d be back to the casino in time to clean up, make Tito’s Happy Hour before 7, and our dinner reservations at 8.

Before lunch we detoured back to Schooner Pier to get a closer look at some of the boats. Folks were busy with last minute decorations and preparations but Captain Ron of the Mike Sekul took some time to chat with us.

Boarding a schooner

All aboard on the Mike Sekul

One of two 68′ two masted gaff-rigged schooners, the Mike Sekul is an authentic replica of a Biloxi oyster schooner and part of the Maritime and Seafood Industry Museum. It had been chartered for Saturday evening and would be “sailing” in the boat parade. Both the Mike Sekul and the Glenn L. Swetman have hefty engines for the sake of efficiency. However, if you go out with them and the wind is right, you’ll be encouraged to help hoist and man the sails. Walk-on sails are available throughout the month and you will need to call for times. The cost is $30/adult, $15/child, and well-behaved dogs are welcome. Though it’s not required, your dog should bring his own PFD.

Since Capt. Ron needed to get back to his preparations and we couldn’t find anyone else on the pier to bother, we headed to lunch.

Close to the casino and right on the beach, Shaggy’s has received numerous culinary awards and accolades. Obviously, it’s best attribute is the location. And the drinks. Oh! And the fried green tomato stack with crab cakes. And…

The first thing I noticed was all the SEC team flags flying from the railing in front of the restaurant. All of them except Arkansas, that is.

Shaggy's deck overlooking the water

A perfect view

I wasn’t willing to give up raw oysters over it but as soon as I was seated I inquired. The hostess laughed as she laid down our menus and pointed to the Razorback flag inside over the bar.

Our waitress appeared quickly with a bowl of water for Henri and a few suggestions from the drink menu for us. Beer, wine, frozen, frosty, beach-y and non-alcoholic kids daiquiris were all available. I went basic with a bloody mary to compliment my raw oysters and Mindy ordered a Shag-a-rita ’cause somebody should always order the signature cocktail.

I think the best thing about doing trips with a human friend is that you get to eat more stuff. I couldn’t have consumed a half dozen raw oysters (and they brought me extra), a Shaggy’s Stacker of fried green tomatoes and crab cakes, and Beach Tacos all by myself. It was all delicious and Henri even got to have a little leftover blackened Mahi from the tacos.

While dining, I took the opportunity to chat with our waitress about dog-friendly things to do in the area, where to go, etc. I asked where she took her dog when they went to the beach and she said, “Right here.” “This beach?” I asked. “I thought they didn’t allow dogs on the beaches in Biloxi.” She explained. Technically, they don’t, but during the off-season there is precious little beach patrol. In fact, right before we arrived there was a Border Collie playing frisbee out there. She said there’s usually at least one or two dogs on the beach at any given time, and really, no one minds. I think Henri must’ve heard her, because although he’d been eyeballing the stairs since we got there, he was now starting to get restless.

Sign? I don’t see a sign. Do you see a sign? There’s a sign over there but I don’t know what it says.

We walked right off the deck, ditched our shoes and put our toes in the sand. The waitress said we could.

Playing in the sand

Enjoying some beach time

Then came the moment. The moment I knew things were different. The first time Henri ever went to the beach he was SO excited. He splashed in the water, he dug in the sand, he made lap after lap, jumping over sun-bathers while I apologized and they laughed. That was three years ago. Just three. Henri was happy but at his age one fast lap was all he needed to be content. We strolled down the beach together in search of a tourist shop we’d seen and hoped they’d be dog-friendly. I needed a swimsuit so I could make use of the hot tub later and Mindy had promised her daughter a purple seashell.

Sharkheads on Biloxi Beach is dog-friendly with a sign on the door that says pets must be carried. Either that’s more of a guideline than a rule or we looked well-behaved, but they allowed us to come inside. If you forget the beach necessities, need tourist tchotchke, or make promises of purple shells to 3 year olds, go here.

The sun was just beginning to set as we returned to the car. I determined that we had just enough time for a ‘drive-by’ of the Gulfport Harbor Lights Winter Festival located in Jones Park about 20 minutes away. I was curious but I didn’t want to miss happy hour or be late for dinner unless it looked really fabulous.

It appeared to be your typical Winter Wonderland, lights in the park, holiday attraction. Live music, train rides, funnel cakes, visits with Santa, and a ferris wheel from which you can see the whole park would be a great family outing or a romantic date night for lovers, but Mindy and I weren’t interested in holding hands and with my proclivity for distraction, I knew we’d miss dinner. It might have been worth missing $2.00 Cosmos, but Henri was tired and I wasn’t interested in the gamble.

Rue Magnolia Art District

Henri waits while I shop

Patiently waiting on Mom

Christmas on the Water marks the official opening of the holiday season for the city of Biloxi. An annual event that began as a small lighted boat parade in 1986, the event has grown into a weekend of family-oriented holiday fun. Part of that fun is Christmas in the City, an arts and crafts festival along the Rue Magnolia Walkway. That’s where we headed Saturday morning. We met several other dogs, chatted with vendors, and were pointed in all the right directions by locals.

Croatian dessert

Yes, I ate an entire dozen

First stop, we were told, HAD to be the table in front of Mary Mahoney’s restaurant for a Puscharte.

That’s Push-ah-rata, if you’re southern.

Made by the Slavic Ladies Auxillary of Biloxi, it is a Croatian dessert of apples, oranges, lemon, pecans, raisins and spices, fried then coated with an almond glaze. It’s like a fruitcake and a donut hole got together and had a really moist, delicious baby. The baking of these tasty treats is the ladies’ big yearly fundraiser and as of December 3rd there was already a waiting list of over 100 to purchase 2016’s treats. If you’d like to try these fabulous desserts, you can call the ladies auxilliary to get on next year’s order list. Right behind me.

The second suggested stop was Mary Mahoney’s for gumbo. The restaurant had already been recommended to us by locals at Harrah’s Magnolia House bar on Friday night and we were told all their food is amazing. The other thing that is amazing is the New Orleans style courtyard. It so distracted me that I forgot about the gumbo.

The cornerstone of this courtyard is a centuries old Oak tree that stretches its branches across the brick for shaded, dog-friendly dining. Ivy grows up the walls and bits of moss drip from the trees. When you think of sipping a cold cocktail in the Old South, this might be the next best thing to exchanging scathing gossip with Scarlet O’Hara on a wrap-around porch.

Many of the businesses located in what is known as the Rue Magnolia Art District are art galleries that were either closed, blocked by vendors, or not dog-friendly. Our meandering eventually lead us to The Radish Loft, a small shop selling a variety of home goods and fashions. We appreciated them being dog-friendly but if your pup is bigger than Henri you may have trouble navigating the store. Henri and I plopped down in the white wicker porch chairs and waited on Mindy, who returned with a Mississippi mug and something called Pecan Pie in a Jar. Our next stumble-upon was the Mardi Gras Museum.

Occupying the first floor of the Magnolia Hotel, the Mardi Gras Museum of Biloxi is an ever-changing museum evolving with each year’s celebration of Mardi Gras. Wall panels depict the history of the hotel- the oldest on the Gulf Coast- as well as Mardi Gras in Biloxi and mannequins dressed in the costumes of past kings and queens are displayed in every room. Much to my delight and Henri’s chagrin, it also has a try-on room where guests of the museum can play in some of the costumes.

Henri quickly tired of my attempts to photograph him with things on his head and that seemed as good a reason as any to get on to our next destination. I was trying to cram way too much into our day and finish it all with enough time to relax a bit at the hotel before the boat parade Saturday night.

Ocean Springs

Ocean Springs

Merry Christmas from Ocean Springs

Ocean Springs is one of those hidden coastal gems and one I’d never heard of until I needed a dog-friendly beach near Biloxi. The town is now right up there with Apalachicola and the Forgotten Coast in my book and I can’t wait to return. I mean, how do you not love a quirky little town with a free-roaming band of roosters?! The next time I’m passing through or planning a stay or thinking about retirement, I’m going to focus on Ocean Springs where practically every place is dog-friendly.

Conveniently located just over the bridge and only about 7 minutes from Harrah’s you can easily have the best of both worlds: quaint shops and moss-draped trees line Washington Avenue, two beaches that allow leashed dogs are just a hop, skip, and a jump from the shopping district, and back across the bridge, casino entertainment awaits. If you’ve no interest in staying at a casino, then check out The Inn at Ocean Springs.

The Inn at Ocean Springs has four rooms right in the middle of the shopping district and plans to open six more at a second location, The Roost at Ocean Springs, in April. All rooms are dog-friendly with no size limits, just the stipulation that your dog is well-behaved and if left alone is crated and quiet. Although we didn’t stay there, it seems a very charming retreat and an excellent alternative to a casino stay. Anna was very helpful with information about their locations and things to do in Ocean Springs.

The first shop we noticed was an art gallery featuring jewelry, pottery, and blown glass. The windows sparkled with holiday décor and the only thing warmer than the ambience was the welcome we received. I wasn’t sure if such a place would allow an animal with a wagging tail but they waived us in and offered us cocktails. It was their holiday open house!

Artist Bob Bows

Bob Bows takes a break to say hi to Henri

You can’t (and shouldn’t) miss Hillyer House. There’s a giant mermaid out front- she was sporting a Santa hat the day we went- and owner Paige Riley features works of art from over 300 local, regional and national artists. In addition to shopping and sipping, we got to meet and chat with Abilene, KS artist Bob Bows about his Turtles of Hope, which are said to give owners courage in the face of diversity.

 

Our next discovery was Coastal Magpie, a store with an “eclectic mix of vintage and modern industrial furnishings, fine art, unique crafts, and one of a kind gifts”. They also have metal dog art and a very honest and friendly staff. While purchasing a stocking-stuffer for my Mom, Henri distracted the staff with his charm and I forgot to get my change. Upon returning to our hotel, I realized the mistake and called the store to let them know that if they were over at the end of the evening I thought perhaps I’d not gotten my change before leaving with my purchase. They assured me they’d call me back if that was the case and they did. When we went back the next day, they’d even restocked their dog treats for Henri.

Other Ocean Springs highlights include Two Dogs Dancing pet boutique, where Henri got some gourmet treats for his nightly turn-down, and several restaurants and cafes with dog-friendly patios. Leo’s and Government Grocery are two of the more popular spots for doggie dining and both have outdoor spaces that are covered.

The best thing about Ocean Springs is that you are only a few minutes from the beach. In fact, if you’re a walker, Front Beach is less than a mile from The Inn.

Both Front Beach and East Beach allow leashed dogs and, as I mentioned, it’s less than 7 minutes from the casino. Front Beach was one of the stops we made on our way out of town on Sunday and one of the first places I’ll return if and when I ever go back.

There wasn’t a lot of sandy shoreline but Mr. BJ, who walks his dog, Foxy, there everyday, said there’s usually more. We had quite the storm Saturday evening and it was still pouring when I took Henri to potty Sunday morning. Not only had the tide come in a little further than normal, the fog had yet to lift, creating a peaceful, quiet scene. Aside from the no-see-ums that chewed up my ankles, we practically had the beach to ourselves.

Public fire pit

Front Beach fire pit is an invitation to linger

I’m not sure what the sun bathing on Front Beach would be like on a warmer day, but with a public fire pit, it is exactly the reason I always have a few tailgate chairs- Razorback, of course- in my trunk. I suspect that at the end of a warm spring day as the sun sets and the temperatures start to cool, this is the perfect place to linger and just be.

Last Stop

Our last stop in Biloxi was a gas station and thankfully they sell beer on Sundays! I always grab a few sixes of Yuengling anytime I’m east of the Mississippi River. We can’t get Yuengling in Arkansas but with my parents planning a move to Destin at the end of this month, I expect to remain fully stocked in this department, as well as be passing back through Biloxi in the very near future.

A few things I’ll be checking out on our next trip include the new Blind Tiger on the Great Lawn at Harrah’s, a cruise on one of the schooners or a Biloxi Shrimping Trip, and LOTS and LOTS of time in Ocean Springs.

Hey, Ocean Springs! Do y’all need a resident dog trainer? I can do roosters, too.

A note about the boat parade: Although the parade was part of the reason I chose Biloxi for our Christmas trip, it was by no means the highlight of our adventure. After joining the crew of the Big Bobber in Oklahoma a few years ago and seeing those boats, I had pretty high expectations from a coastal parade. Sailboats, barges, and sea-worthy yachts decorated with lights galore made spectacular scenes in my head, but unfortunately, not on the water. If you’re already in or near Biloxi, go see the parade; if you aren’t close, it isn’t worth a special trip.

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Casino on the Coast

harrahs-on-the-water

A view of Harrah’s from the Schooner Pier Complex

There’s a dog-friendly casino on the beach where the oysters are fresh and the Yeungling is cold. I’d call it Heaven but let’s face it, if it were really Heaven, I might not have gotten in right away. Fortunately, I was able to make a reservation at Harrah’s Gulf Coast Casino in Biloxi and spend a whole weekend Christmas’ing on the gulf coast.

We actually started planning our trip to Harrah’s about a year ago when some girlfriends of mine were there trouble-making and saw a dog. That alerted me to the fact that this was someplace Henri and I needed to go. I reached out to the marketing department but the hotel was just beginning a major renovation that wouldn’t be completed until late spring. They got busy. I got busy. The ball got dropped, and then it was football season and we were left trying to find an away game weekend.

Blah, blah, blah. December.

Turns out it was the perfect time to head to Biloxi. Not because of the weather but because of the season. In only three nights, we managed to catch a lighted boat parade that cruised right past the hotel, a Christmas arts and crafts festival, and a holiday open house. Not to mention good food and finally finding a bartender who can make a Cosmopolitan as good as my Dad’s.

Welcome to…

The Playground of the South

Playground of the South, Redneck Riviera, whatever you call it, Harrah’s Gulf Coast is the place to be if you’ve got your pooch in tow (and even if you don’t). This boutique casino offers everything you need for a few days of anything you choose with an ocean view. Fine dining? Check. Sports bar? Check. Golf course? Check. Spa? Yes. Gambling? Duh. And if you want to head to the beach, take in some maritime history, or a do a little shopping, it’s all nearby. What’s more…valet at Harrah’s is FREE so getting in and out is a breeze!

Pet Stay room at Harrah's Gulf Coast

Double Queen Pet Stay with a gulf view

Unlike a lot of places, when Harrah’s says pet friendly, they mean it. There are seven rooms set aside specifically for guests vacationing with pets. They feature tile flooring (reason enough for requesting one even if you don’t have a dog) and are all conveniently located in one area on the second floor.

Potty Station at Harrah's

The sign says “Potty here”

For potty duties, head to the ground floor, go out the door, hang a right on the sidewalk and walk straight to the designated area. You can’t miss the green space with the potty station and it couldn’t be more convenient. The property is owned by Harrah’s and designated for their furry friends. I’ve suggested they fence it for absolute perfection, but it’s pretty great regardless. I don’t know of any other hotel that has this type of space.

One warning: You WILL need to check your pooches paws after walks here. There are lots of burs. I pulled several out of Henri’s paws and stepped on one or two that had been shed onto our hotel room floor.

If traveling with a pet (not a service animal) be sure to mention you need a Pet Stay Reservation. You can also request treats and a hang tag for your door. It isn’t included on the amenity form but it is available. I was told this is an “area of opportunity” and I suspect you’ll see changes to this in the near future.

Black lab mix is casino guest

Pilot is a Harrah’s regular and his Mom gave us some tips

Pets are limited to two dogs under 50lbs per room and there is an extra $50.00 per night fee. Dogs are allowed in the lobby and hallways, and no one seemed to mind if we sat in the cafe, but pooches are not allowed in the pool area, casino, or dining areas. There is one other casino on the strip that allows pets, but you can’t leave your pet in the room unattended. That’s not very vacation friendly, if you ask me. Henri has no use for gambling.

Speaking of which…

Harrah’s Gulf Coast boasts one of the LEAST smokey casinos I’ve ever visited and the craps dealers are patient with learners; I’ll skip the discussion of my success at blackjack. 16 gets me every time.

Knowing I’d spend at least some time at the gaming tables, I came prepared with a trash bag in my suitcase (a little trick I learned from my parents) for my smoke smelling, casino floor clothes, but I didn’t need it. Granted it was off-season on the coast but we made it to the floor both Thursday and Friday nights, and my allergies did not suffer. Another place I visited both Thursday and Friday, and I admit it, Saturday too, was Magnolia House.

Magnolia House

Magnolia House by Kelly English is Harrah’s fine dinning restaurant. My first experience with their service was Thursday night when we arrived. I’d just spent nine and half hours in a car and I didn’t do it to eat ‘bar food’. I wanted oysters. Raw oysters.

Those aren’t on the menu at Mix and Mingle sports bar and at 9:30 p.m. Magnolia would only be open another 30 minutes. The waitress at M&M suggested I run over to the Magnolia bar and get an order to go, which I did. The bartender was only too happy to take my order and not at all put out that I wouldn’t be dining with her. I suspect she was ready ‘to go’ too.

Tito's happy hour

Magnolia House features Tito’s martinis.

On Friday evening, we had dinner reservations at 8:00 p.m. When we returned from our day’s adventures I quickly threw on a little black dress and some cowboy boots, fed Henri, then hurried downstairs. Tito’s Happy Hour is from 5-7 p.m. Tuesday- Sunday and I didn’t want to miss it.

The bar was full and seemed a good mix of locals and southern characters. Represented were: Texas, Biloxi, Baton Rouge, Alabama, and some poor ol’ guy from Pennsylvania whose football team isn’t in the SEC. Considering the cast, we chose to dine at the bar instead of our table for two. One of the locals suggested that eating at a casino when I was on the coast wasn’t a good choice, but I’m guessing he was about as informed as he was charming (insert sarcasm here).

Chef Kelly English is a James Beard Award semi-finalist and was named Best New Chef by Food & Wine Magazine. Using fresh from the region ingredients, he’s put together a menu that gives you no cause to leave. We started with an appetizer of gulf crabmeat au gratin- a gooey, cheesey bowl of delicious served with fresh French bread. My photographer, Mindy, had Big Daddy’s King Salmon with wild mushroom fried rice, wilted spinach, and ginger soy broth. On the bartenders recommendation, I ordered Gulf Snapper with sauce Ponchartrain and market vegetables. Don’t ask me specifics about the vegetables because they don’t matter. Sauce Ponchartrain is all you need to know.

By the time we were finishing our meal, it was getting close to 10:00 and the bar was shutting down. We skipped dessert, but overhearing my comment that “I only drink my Dad’s Cosmos because no one ever makes them right!” Jeanne, the bartender, felt personally challenged and obligated to show off a little.

Her name is Jeanne. You want her to make you a Cosmo. You will probably want her to make you more than one. Let me remind you that Tito’s Happy Hour is Tuesday- Sunday from 5-7 p.m. and Cosmos are $2.00. You’re welcome.

Lots of Options

There are currently five dinning options at Harrah’s with a soon to be added sixth. The sixth, an open-air bar and restaurant is under construction on the 10.5 acre Great Lawn and will have a dog-friendly patio overlooking the water. The Blind Tiger is guaranteed to be the best seat in the house for summer shows on the lawn, as well as the perfect place to watch next year’s lighted boat parade. Both the restaurant and the green-space are connected to the casino by a crosswalk that extends from the gulf-facing pool deck over the four lanes of street traffic, offering guests safe passage to and from the hotel to the restaurant and lawn.

The Blind Tiger bar and restaurant at Harrah's Gulf Coast

The Blind Tiger located on the Great Lawn will feature a dog-friendly patio

The Great Lawn is technically an event venue and dogs won’t be allowed during concerts and festivals, but it’s worth a mention because they are allowed the rest of the time. It’s not a place you’ll go for quick potty duties, but if you have a pup that is reliable off-leash, it’s perfect for an afternoon game of fetch. I always try to keep in mind that no matter how well-behaved Henri is on our travels, he’s still a dog and needs the freedom to act like one on occasion. I figure after being ushered from ship to shop all day, he’s earned the right to romp.

No Dogs Allowed

Paw prints in the sand

Leave paw prints, take pictures.

Although the beaches in Biloxi (Harrison County) don’t allow dogs, Harrah’s is still the perfect place to stay. It is right in the middle of everywhere we wanted to be. We could walk to the Maritime & Seafood Industry Museum’s Schooner Pier Complex for a dogs-welcome cruise aboard their 65 foot schooner; a 5-minute drive took us to Main Street Biloxi for Christmas in the City on the Rue Magnolia; less than 20-minutes got us to Jones Park in Gulfport for the the Harbor Lights Winter Festival; and over the bridge only seven minutes away was downtown Ocean Springs– my very favorite part of the trip.

We’ll tell you more about our adventure and all the great dog-friendly places we discovered and people we met, including where the beaches are, in part two, Christmas on the Water. In the meantime, check out the amazing photos by MJW Photography in our Facebook album, or follow us on Instagram and Twitter using @MyTravelTails. We’re always up to something and you never know where we’ll go next.

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Pre-Holiday Decompress in Ponca, AR

Wild elk in Arkansas

Elk lounging roadside in Ponca, AR

If the current political climate or the prospect of spending the holidays with 30 cousins and all their babies crammed into a tiny house with nary a bottle of wine among you has you feeling more #stressed than #blessed, then I suggest you head to a place where cell phone service is non-existent and the only sounds are that of bugling elk or unnamed critters rustling through the leaves.

In preparation for the whirlwind of travel, shopping, and social engagements this time of year always brings, that’s exactly what Henri and I did last Friday night- a last minute, barely planned ditch of civilization.

It was the perfect 24-hour reset and something to feel truly thankful for.

With just enough time between obligations to sandwich in an overnight, Henri and I drove to Ponca, AR for a stay at Lost Valley Canoe and Lodging. Normally, weekend stays require two nights but when we inquired earlier in the week they told us if we called back Friday morning and the cabin hadn’t been rented, they’d let us have it.

Friday morning. Score #1.

After my appointment with some very cute and very rowdy beagle puppies, I headed home to pack. One carry-on size bag seemed sufficient for a no make-up, sleep naked, come home in the clothes you wore overnight trip. My bag- sweater, tennis shoes, moisturizer, tooth brush. Henri’s bag- blanket, stuffy, food, bowls. Done. Only two more stops before hitting the road. Grocery and liquor. In Arkansas, those are two different stores.

With a full ice chest and an hour of winding roads lined with the remnants of fall color ahead of us, we rolled down the windows, turned on Kenny Wayne and headed East.

My Mema always says I “get my ass between my shoulder blades”, but thankfully there’s something about leaving the city that just relaxes me. As soon as the buildings are few and the pastures are many, as soon as I realize there are no bars on my cell phone or that the only structures are farm houses and churches, those shoulders revert to their natural position. As I relaxed, my mind started to wander and I began to think of the elk.

Rocky Mountain Elk were introduced to the Buffalo National River area to replace the Eastern Elk that were hunted into extinction. Fall is the best time to catch them as it’s mating season and the bulls are in full rut. The herd tends to feed in the fields that lie along the Buffalo National River between Ponca and Boxley just after sunrise and then again in the late afternoon. I’d never seen them, but we’d timed our departure so as to be driving through the viewing area- a 7 mile range on Hwy 43- at the right time and making our cabin before sunset.

Friday afternoon. Score #2.

Between Ponca and Boxley there’s an Elk Education Center and an elk lookout. I don’t think the elk know about the lookout because they aren’t always there. However, if you want to find them, simply drive from Ponca down Hwy 43 to the south. Keep your eye on the fields on the east side of the road. Roadside elk-viewing spots can be had anywhere from the Ponca access to the trailhead for the Buffalo River Trail. If you see cars pulled over to the side of the road, join them.

After our roadside elk viewing pit stop, where I left Henri in the car and tried without success to find a hole in the fence, we continued on to our cabin. I was super-intent on making what I was sure would be a gorgeous sunset.

Our cabin was actually only about five minutes from the elk stop so after checking in at Lost Valley and being advised to ‘just gun it’ when going up to Hillside Cabin #1, we arrived. This is not a cabin for the lame or handicap, or the Toyota Avalon. In fact, in another five years I’m pretty sure my hip will give out and I’ll need a Sherpa to make it at all. Please God let me have a truck by then!

All this being said, the cabin is fabulous! A wrap around deck with rocking chairs, a hot tub and a charcoal grill does not disappoint. It even comes with a nice gray kitty. The only drawback is…no view of the hills, just woods. Fortunately, long summer days on the water have made me an excellent sun chaser and spying a sunny hilltop in the distance, I got it my mind that we should just drive in that direction. My plan worked.

Friday sunset. Score #3.

We drove in the direction of the mountaintop which led us to the entrance of the Steele Creek trail. From the entrance it’s just downward, not good for sunset viewing, but I found a great little spot across the road to throw a blanket and plop down. As the clouds changed from white to pink to dark blue and the mountain slowly sucked the light from the sky, I babbled to Henri about the majesty of sunsets. With patient eyes he stared, if only to appease me. He’s used to my ramblings.

Once I was satisfied with having seen the best of what would transpire that evening, we returned to our cabin for dinner.

At the store, we’d picked up all the necessary supplies for a long quiet evening of snacking, good eating and drinking. Cheese and crackers would tide me over while I built a fire and enjoyed a drink, and when I started to get really hungry, I’d planned to fire up the charcoal (bring your own) grill for a steak. Bacon-wrapped filets, roasted rosemary potatoes, and Michael David Petit-Petite were on the menu.

Henri split his time sniffing around our hillside and cleaning out the cat food bowl which I relocated to a table top out of canine reach. My rule for out-of-sight free-range is that I just need to hear his rustling or the jingle of his collar. This summer I discovered an LED collar at an outdoor store and it might be my favorite new dog accessory. If I can’t see the collar or hear him, I call him and he returns.

The sky was clear and starry and the night a cold, quiet reminder that winter is coming. It was perfect hot tub weather and a relaxing end to the day.

Saturday morning. Naked.

The crisp chill of the Saturday morning air led to one more dip in the hot tub while drinking my coffee. And the realization that if Travel Tails were a TV show, there are a lot of things I might not do. Like, sit naked in a hot tub while drinking my coffee. Or spend two days without make-up (lipstick doesn’t count).

Check-out was at eleven and we’d planned to grab some lunch and get in a hike before heading back to town. The hike was the whole point of the trip and not getting it was a major disappointment. Unfortunately, we discovered too late that many of the trails in the Buffalo National River area do not allow dogs. They allow horses, with their big hoofs that tear up trails and giant piles of crap that no one picks up, and there’s a HUGE controversy over a factory hog farm that was allowed to be built, but NO DOGS. I won’t ruin this story with a rant, but suffice it to say that I don’t get it!

We settled for a drive through Horseshoe Canyon Ranch and lunch at Low Gap Café. Neither was actually a ‘settle’ as the view at Horseshoe is nothing short of stunning and lunch was great. Horseshoe doesn’t allow dogs and is yet another reminder that I need a truck, but if you’re a frisbee golf player, you should get yourself there ASAP. I didn’t even bother trying to take a picture because I knew there was just no way to do it justice.

Low Gap does have an outdoor patio but it was a little chilly for that, so Henri had to wait in the car. They have excellent food, a BYOB alcohol policy (they’ll serve it to you in a red solo cup), and music on the weekends. It was a wonderful little surprise and certainly a place I’d eat again.

Once we returned home, I tweeted my disappointment in the availability of dog-friendly trails to @BuffaloNPS, the official Twitter source for the Buffalo National River. They responded to let me know that “Henri would love the Mill Creek Trail (Pruitt), Forrest Trail (Buffalo Point), and Overlook Trail (Buffalo Point)!” They also let me know that Hawksbill Crag/ Whitaker Point is a popular dog-friendly trail in the Upper Buffalo near Boxley, which is closer to where we were but temporarily closed due to a wildfire.

She gets political.

I’d guess a majority of the population of Arkansas is familiar with the Buffalo. For those that aren’t, shame on you. Get there. STAT. In addition, check out the Buffalo River Watershed Alliance. I don’t get political very often but when there’s a factory hog farm near our nation’s first national river and its existance is a threat to a vast and beautiful wilderness, I get a little opinionated.

For the rest of you, plan a visit. I have no doubt that afterwards you’ll understand what we are trying to protect.

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Penguin Palace in OKC

A gift from guest services

Our sweet gift from Haley & Allie. And they spelled ‘Henri’ right!

I’m generally not a huge fan of art museums. Not because I don’t like art but because the places are always so stuffy. No food, no drinks, no gum, no touching, and although I’ve never seen a sign that says “Quiet Please,” I always feel like the loud kid at the library waiting for someone to shush me.

21c Museum Hotels aren’t like that at all and what hotel priding themselves on Southern hospitality wouldn’t be dog-friendly?!

If you haven’t stayed at one of the six museum hotels, you’re missing out. From the location and building design to the food served, each location boasts a local flare. Part boutique hotel, part contemporary art museum, 21c is making art accessible and fun. Henri and I are regulars at the Bentonville, AR location but living a mere twenty minutes away, we’ve never needed to stay the night. So when the newest hotel opened just three hours from us, it was time for another adventure.

Located on the West end of downtown Oklahoma City, OK and occupying the historic Ford Motor Company Assembly Plant, this 135 room space was designed with great attention to the kind of details that would accentuate the history of the building as well as preserve its architectural character. Giant columns and original floors are left exposed in the lobby and the door of the elevator shaft that moved cars from floor to floor is painted bright red. In the rooms, carpeting resembles tire tread and faucet knobs look like the steering wheels of old Fords. From the public spaces that include the galleries, bar and restaurant to the guest rooms, art is staged in every nook and cranny. Only over-night guests with key cards are allowed past the first floor, so I suggest you book a room for the full experience. There’s plenty of other things to do in OKC and you won’t regret choosing 21c as your weekend base camp.

Oklahoma City National Memorial

A quick drink at the OKC Memorial

Getting a drink at the OKC National Memorial.

21c check-in isn’t until 4:00 p.m. That gave us just the right amount of time to make OKC before rush hour and spend some time at the Oklahoma City National Memorial. Technically, the memorial space ISN’T dog-friendly, but we wandered into the green space from the side and didn’t see the signs until we were leaving. Several park rangers saw us, but no one asked us to leave. Maybe they thought Henri was a service dog…? In any case, the only comment made to me was that I shouldn’t let him drink the water in the fountain because it was chemically treated on a regular basis.

If you’re in, near or around OKC and you haven’t been to this site, it’s worth a detour. If you don’t do the museum, it won’t take much of your time and on a Thursday afternoon in October it wasn’t crowded and parking was a breeze. Placards and video boards throughout the space allow for a self-guided tour and park rangers are available for questions if you have them. It is a beautiful, peaceful space, and a powerful reminder of what happened there.

Bleu Garten Food Truck Park

After checking in at 21c and being out of the car for a bit, we were in need of food. Unfortunately, there is no portion of the bar, restaurant or patio at this 21c that is dog friendly. In search of options, we discovered Bleu Garten Food Truck Park in Midtown. It’s conveniently located across the street from Midtown Mutts Dog Park, which was a perfect place for Henri to stretch his legs and handle potty duties.

Bleu Garten. What can I say? Except what I said in my tweet.

Bleu Garten, Oklahoma City

Bleu Garten provides an amazing space that includes open air seating, fire pit, covered areas with TVs and two bars: one with beer taps and wine, the other with liquor, BOTH with bowls of dog treats. In addition, each night they’re open they welcome a rotating list of food trucks to provide a variety of dinning options.

The night we were there, I had a Pimento BLT from Pitchfork. It was as good as it sounds, and while I ate my sandwich, I chatted with some local girls who were there with a 9 week old Doodle named Millie. They suggested I skip the touristy Bricktown in favor of the Paseo Arts District or The Plaza. When the guy we met at the botanical gardens dog park the next day made the same suggestion, it was a done deal.

On Friday morning when I began to stir I realized Henri had to potty. By the elaborate dance he was doing, he meant that we should go quickly.

In a state of haste, I threw on my 21c robe, slipped on my cowboy boots, and headed downstairs with my dog.

A sight I’m sure, and why this would be so much more entertaining for y’all (and embarrassing for my Mom) if a camera followed us. Fortunately, the staff was highly amused and the private party taking place was Grease themed. The women at the check-in table were in robes and curlers a la Beauty School Drop Out and I was one teen angle short of fitting right in!

After returning to our room I ordered a breakfast of yogurt with honey, granola and dried fruit. It was way more than I could eat, so Henri got to share.

Myriad Botanical Gardens

The botanical gardens are within easy walking distance of 21c but there’s a lot of urban renewal going on in the area and sidewalks are hit or miss. Also, when I got hustled in broad daylight at the national memorial, “No, I do not want to give you a blessing from Jesus,” I decided walking anywhere might not be in my best interest. Driving in downtown OKC is thankfully easy and the gardens are only about a 5 minute car ride from the hotel.

Five minutes. As in right in the middle of downtown OKC.

Myriad Botanical Gardens boasts 15 acres of natural beauty that includes splash fountains (now closed for the season), an off-leash dog park, and on the day of our visit, the children’s garden, a bustling scene of happy laughter, was staged as ‘Pumpkinville.’ Since dogs aren’t allowed into the children’s area, ‘PupVille’ had a place outside the entrance that was perfect for photos.

Taking photos at Pupville

A Pupville photo opportunity.

Now that Halloween is over, they are setting the scene for Christmas. So even though you missed Pumpkinville, you haven’t missed the holiday fun. The Devon Ice Rink opens November 11th, Winter Shoppes and the Merry Carousel return weekends starting November 25th, and I was assured that if your pup had a Christmas wish list to share with the jolly ol’ elf, he’d be glad to listen during Saturday’s with Santa.

We spent over an hour strolling the grounds and eventually made our way to the off-leash area for some sniffing and peeing. That’s where we met the cutest little puppy and his Dad. We tried to get the scoop on dog-friendly places to eat, but having lived in both Austin and New Orleans, he assured me I wouldn’t find anything interesting in OKC.

He doesn’t know me very well!

Paseo Arts District

Established in 1929 as Oklahoma City’s first commercial shopping district north of downtown, the faux Spanish village with its stucco buildings and clay tile roofs is now home to many of OKC’s local artists. We weren’t sure how dog-friendly Paseo Arts District would be but we decided to give it a try. I’m so glad we did.

Our first stop was Betsy King Shoe Boutique. Betsy was happy to welcome Henri into her shop and she was VERY displeased to discover we’d been told there was no good food in OKC. While I tried on a cute pair of animal print sneakers, she made us a list of some of her favorite patios including suggestions for what to try. Several spots at the Plaza made her list, as did Cheever’s in Uptown, and Picasso, right next door. Needless to say, you can always trust a woman with fabulous shoes to know exactly where to go!

In our meanderings through the Paseo, we discovered several dog-friendly shops and galleries. In fact, only one didn’t welcome Henri and that was because he was too big; carried dogs were welcome. Our favorite stops included The Purple Loft Art Gallery, where you will sometimes find the owner’s dogs at work with her; Craig’s Emporium, an eclectic mix of things you didn’t know you wanted; and Bone Dust Cowgirl, a vintage clothing and custom jewelry store where I almost lost my mind and my savings. One pair of Cayman Tail and one pair of Ostrich boots later, I left my business card and a request for a call if they come across black Ostrich quill with a walking heel. 8 ½ women’s, please.

After that unexpected score, I decided it was time to test Betsy’s recommendations. She’d told me that Picasso not only had a fabulous Basil Mojito but a ‘Dog Dish’ just for pups on the menu.

I have to be honest here. I had kinda discounted Picasso. A quick internet search of Paseo restaurants revealed a “local health-conscious café” with a “farm-to-table menu with vegan options.” Oh, look. All the food trend buzz words. Eye roll. I was hungry and hoped to find something not too weird, but having not actually looked at the menu, I was relying on Betsy. Trust the woman with the shoes, I tell ya.

First, let me start by telling you that Picasso has six menus including a drink menu that’s longer than the other five put together. Second, there are plenty of delicious sounding non-vegan options. Our waiter told me that the goal of Picasso was to create a place with something for everyone at the table. So guess what I had?

Fried Green Tomato Po Boy

Vegan? Me? Noooo!

Fried Green Tomato Po’ Boy with Picasso greens, cucumber chow chow, and garlic aioli on a fresh hoagie bun from local bakery, Prairie Thunder. With a side of Parmesan Risotto, it was FAN-Freaking-Tastic!

The Basil Mojito? Perfect.

Henri’s Dog Dish consisted of chicken and rice with fresh spinach and fancy carrot curls. For those of you wondering if humans and dogs share the same plates, they don’t. The Dog Dish is served in a disposable paper bowl.

Good job, Picasso, for exceeding expectations on every level, and thanks, Betsy, for the recommendation. Next time we’re in OKC, we’re hanging out with you!

Once Henri finished picking the chicken and rice out of his bowl and scattering the carrots for the birds hopping around on the patio, we paid our tab and made our way back to 21c. It was my plan for us to rest a bit, then head back out and get into something else. I had a great recommendation from the 21c staff, but even the promise of a newly opened wine bar with a dog-friendly patio, didn’t rally us. OKC Abstract was having a huge party in the gallery space and that was as far as we got. An hour of that had Henri ready for some quiet time. While one of the abstract relators held Henri for me, I grabbed a glass of wine from the bar and took it to our suite.

Although I wish dogs were at least allowed in the lounge portion of the bar and/or on the patio at 21c OKC, I can’t say that I’ve ever felt more welcome in a hotel. Not once did we enter or exit the lobby without someone greeting us, usually calling Henri by name and sometimes stopping to pet him. On Thursday evening, an employee offered to hold Henri’s leash outside the bar while I grabbed a drink and on several occasions someone offered to take a photo for us. I’m pretty sure all of the employees we encountered have dogs of their own and that lent itself to the genuineness of the hospitality. We shared stories and photos of our dogs, they made recommendations about places to go, and they seemed truly interested in our adventures and experience.

Each 21c is different, but I’m guessing you can expect the same great attention, if not access, at every location. Their Furry Friends Policy states that pets must be kept on a leash or in a carrier in public areas, and while pets may be left unattended in guest rooms, the front desk should be notified with information regarding how long you’ll be gone and a phone number where you can be reached. A fee of $150 per stay will be charged for any pet, and though not a hard limit, the preference is for pets to be under 60 lbs. Both the weight restriction and fee are waived for service animals.

“In the event of a Zombie Apocalypse lock yourself in your room and defend yourself against the inevitable horde of zombies. Feel free to use any guest room items and/or equipment to protect yourself.” -From the 21c Safety Guidelines.

I’m guessing if this occurs, payment for additional cleaning bills or repairs will also be waived.

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Autumn Adventures

Dog at pumpkin patch

Henri sits patiently for the perfect fall photo

As much as I hate to admit it, the temperatures are slowly dropping, the leaves are starting to change, and soon the days will be much shorter and the nights a lot longer. It may be the most beautiful time of year, but for me, it’s the saddest. The boats will be winterized, the tan lines will start to fade, and I’ll be clinging to every warm ray of sunshine like a cat looking for a good nap.

Thank God for football! It distracts me from my depression.

I suppose the good news is there’s lots of seasonal stuff to do…Fall Color Tours, Halloween parties, and Oktoberfesting. In celebration of all things fall (y’all), here are some suggestions for autumn adventures.

Wine Tours

As the landscape changes from the lush green of summer to the vibrant hues of fall, there is no better time to visit a winery. Strolling through a vineyard while sipping a new vintage and enjoying a crisp afternoon, might be just the thing to take your mind off the impending Equinox. Henri and I are frequent visitors to our local winery, Sassafras Springs. It’s the perfect place for me to do a little writing while Henri lounges on the deck or plays in the creek. We call it ‘work’.

For a bigger adventure, check out the Monticello Wine Trail in Virginia. Most of the wineries are dog-friendly and at Keswick Vineyards, winners of the 2016 Virginia Governor’s Cup, they host Yappy Hour every Sunday until the end of October. Need another reason to check out Keswick? It’s the only winery I know of that has a fenced dog park on the property. It’s not huge but it’s bigger than a small backyard and you can have lunch at the picnic table while your pooch makes friends off-leash. Visit the dog-friendly tasting room and pick up a bottle of their Les Vents. There are two dogs on the label and a portion of Yappy Hour sales are donated to local rescues.

Oktoberfest

The Pumpkin Ale is starting to flow but nowhere will you find a festival like this. In the middle of October, head south to Austin, TX for Dogtoberfest on the 15th. This event has been named “Most Awesome-ist Pet Related Event” in the Austin Pets Directory Annual Readers Poll six years in a row. Last year it was attended by over 8000 people and their BFFs. Hosted at the The Domain, an outdoor shopping venue, you can participate in the DogtoberTROT, a 1k walk for two and four-legged friends, then stay for the main event which includes a silent auction, canine costume contest, wiener dog races, and a variety of pet-related demonstrations.

After the event, which lasts from 10-4 p.m., walk over to the entertainment district known as Rock Rose for dinner and drinks with your pooch. With a dog-friendly rooftop patio that overlooks the area, Dogwood is a favorite spot. If you can’t find a seat, try Jack and Ginger’s right next door.

Howl-oween

At the end of October, you’ll want to check out all the spook-tacular fun at Dog Party USA in our hometown. Dog Party is where I met Henri, and Chaddie, one of the owners, tricked me into adopting him. They’ll be celebrating their 11th Anniversary with the annual Halloween Party from 5:30-8:30 p.m. This year’s theme is ‘Peace, Love & Paws’, and if you want to win the costume contest, you’ll need to get creative. The competition is tough! The event is FREE and includes food, drinks, live music, games and prizes. I don’t know what we’re wearing yet but after going as Kim Possible and Rufus one year, I promised Henri I’d never dye him with kool-aide again. He was pink for weeks!

Feast of St. Francis

In addition to all these fun events, let’s not forget to give special thanks for all our furry friends on October 4th, the Feast Day of St. Francis of Assisi. The national shrine is located in San Fransisco, CA but many local dioceses honor the tradition of the patron saint of animals by hosting ‘Blessing of the Animals’ services. Even though the Pope said all dogs go to heaven, who doesn’t need a good blessing once in awhile?

Happy Fall, Y’all!

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5 Dog Travel Dos and Don’ts

Lolita Art Pictures

No Dogs by Lolita Art Pictures on VisualizeUs

If you’re like me, and I assume you are or you wouldn’t be reading this blog, then you’re one of the estimated 51% of people who frequently travel with their pets. That puts you in a unique position to be an ambassador for the trend and your behavior can either help or hurt our cause.

As a professional trainer and traveler I have a lot of opportunity to witness the actions of pet parents. Inattention is the number one problem but lack of preparation is right behind it. With that in mind, I’ve come up with a short and certainly incomplete list of dos and don’ts that I think will help you and your dog (and the rest of us with our dogs) be welcomed guests at any dog-friendly establishment.

DON’T use flexi-leashes on outings.

Flexi-leashes are the bane of my dog training existence and with little exception I hate them. Your dog doesn’t need to be 25 feet away from you on the walking trail or licking the zucchini two booths over while you pay for your tomatoes at the farmer’s market. A flexi might be good for potty duties, but for most other situations it’s a safety hazard that affords you little, if any, control, teaches your dog nothing, and can actually hurt people. Stop using them!

DON’T allow your dog to go up to strangers in restaurants or bars. 

If you’re fortunate enough to be in a place that allows your dog, be considerate of others. Not everyone thinks he’s adorable. Keep him close to you and pay attention to the reactions of other patrons. If somebody’s eyes are bugging out of their head maybe it’s because a dog looking just like yours once attacked them. Instead of condemning their irrational fear, send them a drink. If someone wants to pet your pooch, let them come to you instead of allowing your pup to wander over to them. Even if they’re ok with it, it’s better to be in the habit of sticking tight.

DO pick-up after your dog. 

This is the number one complaint of non-dog owners and is frequently the first reason given as an excuse for banning dogs from an area (Big Dam Bridge walkers in Little Rock, AR., I’m talking to you). One would think this could go without saying, but since every time I go to the park, I see poop that hasn’t been picked-up, I know it can’t. That key ring in your purse? I don’t know anyone who actually uses it. Hang your bag dispenser there. You only carry a wallet? If it can hold a condom, it can fit a poop bag. Sure, sometimes you get caught without one- condoms and poop bags- but maybe you should keep them in the same drawer. Being responsible is sexy!

DO abide by posted policies.

No Dogs Allowed. All Dogs Must Be On A Leash. Please Pick Up After Your Dog. You might feel as if there are a million tiny impositions on your fun with Fido but if you know the policy, please try to abide by it. Admittedly, some things are more of a guideline than a rule but make sure you know the difference before you go running down the beach off-leash. Bending and breaking rules for your own convenience doesn’t help us in the on-going campaign to make more places dog-friendly. If a place doesn’t welcome your dog, protest with your dollars by going elsewhere instead of sneaking or lying about your ‘service dog’ to gain access. Which brings me to…

DON’T pretend your dog is a service dog. 

This is another one of those that really chaps me, maybe more than flexi-leashes. Yeah, it’s easy to do if your dog is well-behaved. Yeah, you can go online and order a vest and a certificate that identifies your dog as a working animal. Yeah, I know flights are cheaper and room deposits are often waived, but did YOU know it’s ILLEGAL?! Yes.

 In many states, it is an actual criminal offense to portray your dog as a service animal if he isn’t.

Service dogs are a life-saver for people with disabilities and pretending you have one when you don’t will make it more difficult for someone with a real need, if your dog happens to take a dump in the middle of the mall (I’ve seen it happen) or snatch a chicken strip off the neighboring table. That Border Collie trembling in the hotel elevator as if death is surely upon him isn’t fooling anyone with his fake credentials.

Just Behave!

Billions of dollars are spent by pet owners every year and accommodating travelers and their pets is becoming big business. The only way to continue opening doors for our pets is to be model citizens when we are on the go. If we want to not only enjoy the benefits of a dog-friendly world, but encourage establishments to open their doors and expand their policies to include our furry friends, we have to BEHAVE.

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Moonlight Paddle

Canoeing on the White River

Henri enjoys the scenery at sunset

Saturday. 8:56 p.m. I sent a text to my Mom, “Henri and I are having a night paddle! We paddled to the brewery at sunset and we’ll paddle back in the moonlight. It’s kinda awesome!”

Mom replies, “May you both have your life jackets on and have fun!”

My response, “May neither of us fall in the water cause it’s dirty and gross! The bluffs are pretty though. So I look at that.”

Two guesses how this story ends…

Sunset at Beav-O-Rama
(Yes, that’s a real place)

Several times this spring and summer I’ve been tagged in an invite to join a group of folks for a ‘Moonlight Paddle’. The paddle begins a little before sunset at Beav-O-Rama. The group paddles about an hour up the White River, banks on the shore, then takes a short walk to Saddlebock Brewery. After the moon rises, the group paddles back.

This past Saturday night I was in town without plans, and my friend Amanda, along with her dog, Violet, agreed to share their canoe with me and Henri.

Violet the Rat Terrier mix

Violet takes paddling very seriously

Amanda is a seasoned paddler and feels about the river the way I feel about the lake. Always ready. We’ve know each other a while but we’ve never paddled together. So I wasn’t really sure how it’d work out for us. I’m a novice, and according to most of my more advanced friends, paddling together can make or break a relationship.

As one girlfriend once put it, “I either had to get my own boat or get a new boyfriend.”

My strategy with Amanda was to follow her lead and do what I was told. The only problem we had on the way to the brewery was Violet- who’s used to paddling solo with her Mom- wondering why I was in her seat.

 

This is a smooth, easy paddle for a novice- if you’re in the right kind of boat.

As I indicated in my text to Mom the water isn’t especially lovely, but the surrounding scenery is. High weather-worn bluffs with cascading greenery, the occasional Heron or splash of a fish, birds singing, and green pastures with grazing cows languishing in the cool the water.

Remember the cows.

Once at the brewery, where leashes are kinda optional, we enjoyed relaxing on the deck. We played some baggo, sang some songs, ate and drank. As we readied ourselves for the return paddle, it became apparent that one member of our group was in no condition to manage her boat. She had come in a kayak, a not-designed-for-still-water-very-unstable kayak. The safest option was for me to take her boat and her to ride with Amanda.

Moonrise on the White

As I’ve already said, I am a novice. The sum of my paddling experience is exactly two float trips, one paddle boarding excursion, and less than a dozen ocean kayaks.

Sure. I got this.

It seemed the wise decision was to leave all of my stuff in Amanda’s boat and just take Henri. There was a small ice chest behind the seat of the kayak, but I couldn’t reach it without affecting our stability. With straps on my shades and a life vest on my dog, we traded vessels.

Unsteady doesn’t begin to describe how I felt in this boat! My strength is in my legs, not my core, not to mention that I’m easily distracted and not a fast/strong paddler. Fortunately, it was a patient group.

Then, it happened.

I was paused in a cove-like area talking or looking at something, and suddenly, we weren’t in the boat anymore. All I could think as we went over was ‘clear Henri’. Somehow, I also managed to grab the ice chest.

For a few brief minutes, I wasn’t quite sure where Henri was. I knew he was safe because I’d pushed him away from me and the boat, and he had his vest. He apparently swam to the nearest sympathetic paddler he could find and when the poor guy tried to help Henri onto his kayak, he dumped too. Sorry, dude. Thanks for trying to save my dog. I owe you a beer.

Once I realized Henri was in a bit of a panic, I had someone else hold my boat so I could get my dog. I called him and he swam to me, then together we swam to the shore.

To the same shore where the cows had been “languishing in the cool water”. Do you know what else cows do in the water?! Yup. That.

We dumped our boat in what will forever and henceforth be referred to as…

Cow S**t Cove!

Thankfully, I didn’t have time to think about that as the incident ensued, but I had a LOT of time to think about it as we paddled back to our cars.

I also had a lot of time to think about it as I drove home, windows down, Henri and I drying to a foul, muddy crust in the humidity of an Arkansas July midnight.

Once home, I pretty much stripped on my front porch (Sorry, Mom. I don’t think anyone was looking.) and left everything outside. I carried Henri to the bathroom where we both got in the shower. For once, Henri didn’t seem to mind.

Sunday. 9:49 a.m. I sent another text to Mom, “So much for NOT falling in the water.”

Circle of Life

While you’re still laughing and I have your attention, I want to take a brief minute to talk about protection and conservation of our natural resources. There’s a reason the water on that portion of the White isn’t so great, and that reason could be runoff from pasture land.

In these parts, it’s a big issue.

Excess nutrients found in fertilizers and manure contribute greatly to the depletion of oxygen in our water systems. Without oxygen, the ecosystem can’t survive.

In 2012 a huge stink (pun totally intended) was raised when an industrial scale hog facility was built on the banks of Big Creek, just 5 miles upstream from the Buffalo National River. The Buffalo is our nation’s first designated ‘national river’ and we need everyone’s help to protect it. Please visit the Buffalo River Watershed Alliance for more information or get involved protecting the watersheds in your own community.

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Meet Me in St. Louis

Road trip selfie

ROAD TRIP!

Just in case you’re a regular reader who doesn’t like baseball and beer (you still like the beach, right?!), I have good news for you. There’s more to St. Louis than the Cardinals. It’s an easy girls weekend get-a-away, and it’s really dog friendly in case said girls weekend includes two dogs. The Explore St. Louis website has an entire section dedicated to pet lovers and the St. Louis Petlover Coalition issues ‘Pet Friendly establishment’ stickers to businesses.

I first discovered the pet lovers link when confirming my reservation at the Westin St. Louis. I inquired if there was anything specific they might recommend for us to do and my contact sent me the link. This was only the beginning of the great hospitality we experienced while staying at this 255 room hotel located just minutes from Busch Stadium, the Gateway Arch, and the mighty Mississippi.

We rolled into town on a Friday night about 2 hours before a ball game. Traffic was getting thick, so we opted to take advantage of the valet parking. For only $10 more ($20 self-park, $30 valet), we did not have to get back out there until we left on Sunday. As much as I love traveling, I really hate driving. And I really, really hate driving in city traffic in an unfamiliar place. Re-routing, re-routing.

Once unloaded- do you know how much stuff two dogs and two single women have?!- we went to the front desk to check-in. The on-duty manager immediately greeted both dogs BY NAME. Now, you’re supposed to know my name; it’s in your computer with my reservation. But when you know the name of my dog AND his traveling companion, you’re scoring major paws up. It only got better.

We headed up to up to our room with a very suspicious Charlie in tow. Though Charlie is used to car travel he’s never been in the car over three or four hours. We’d just done almost six. Additionally, Charlie goes from one familiar place to another familiar place. He’s never stayed in a hotel, and elevators, though he has been on one, are totally suspect. What do you mean the ground is moving and we are trapped in here?

I do not mean to make it sound like Charlie panicked, he did not, but the difference in Henri’s casual ‘whatever’ attitude and Charlie’s cock-eyed observations was noticeable. Until we got to the room.

Westin Welcome

Welcome to the Westin St. Louis

Our room was prepared for our arrival with two signature Westin Heavenly Dog Beds, dog bone shaped poop bag dispensers, place mats with food and water bowls, and…wait for it…a welcome basket that included not only snacks for the humans but a big bowl of freshly prepared (it was still warm) hamburger, rice and veggies for the dogs.

Much like a bloodhound and his nose, Charlie is guided in all things by his rumbling gut, and suddenly, strange places weren’t so bad. After eating and unpacking a few familiar things, all was right with the world.

 

Downtown St. Louis

First on our agenda was an evening constitutional for the dogs. At check-in, we’d been pointed in the direction of the large green space at 9th and Clark, on the corner opposite the hotel, as a good place for potty duties and/or a grassy stroll. After that, we were off in search of the Tito’s Airstream I’d spotted just down the street from our hotel. I was sure they were there for the Pooches in the Ballpark event and hoped they would have the much coveted (by me) Vodka For Dog People dog swag.

SCORE! Not only did we snake the swag and a cocktail, the airstream is an air-conditioned lounge, which further reinforced for Charlie that travel was good. We chatted with the Tito’s folks about their Route 66 tour benefiting animal welfare organizations, and learned of a newly opened dog-friendly bar with some interesting baseball inspiration. The bar was right next to the the place we’d planned to walk for dinner so we added it to our agenda. After finishing our drinks, we thanked the Tito’s folks for their hospitality and walked the several blocks to Bridge.

Bridge Tap House and Wine Bar is only about a half mile from the Westin and features dog-friendly seating at the street-side café tables located on the sidewalk outside the restaurant. I suspect Locust street might be pretty busy during the day or on a regular, non-game Friday night, but this particular evening there wasn’t much traffic. Bridge boasts an extensive beer and wine menu featuring 200 plus beers with 55 on tap, and over 100 wines with more than 20 available by the glass.

This was the perfect choice for us. Jennifer is always looking to try to new beers and log them on her ‘UnTapped’ app, and I’d seen something on the menu called ’Wine Over Whiskey’ that I was sure I needed.

Bourbon and Wine

Wine Over Whiskey

We started with an appetizer of Smoked Striploin shaved thin and served atop toasted focaccia with tomato jam, Gorgonzola and arugula. My apologies for the foodie photo fail. It was delicious and half gone before either of us thought that perhaps we should have taken a picture. Consider it a compliment to the chef.

The appetizer portion of Striploin was large enough that we decided to split the entrée of Mac and Cheese made with roasted poblano pepper, tomato, Schlafly IPA, cheddar, and pretzel crust. The pretzel crust was a great addition but since I’m not a big IPA fan, I didn’t enjoy the flavor as much as Jennifer. That Smoked Striploin was amazing though, and I’d get it again and not share. I’m also in the process of burning through a bottle of Bulleit Rye trying to recreate the Wine over Whiskey cocktail.

After dinner we moseyed next door to Tiny Bar, the Tito’s rep’s recommendation. Aptly named, the 250 square ft space takes its inspiration from 3’7 pinch hitter for the St. Louis Browns, number 1/8, Eddie Gaedel. With only one at bat (he walked and was quickly replaced by a standard size pinch runner), he is the shortest player in major league history. Like Gaedel, Tiny Bar is small on space but big on style.

The bartender, Jen, who frequently brings her Chihuahua to work with her, welcomed us first with a bowl of water for the dogs and then by taking our order. A laid back and unpretentious environment, the chalk board menu features signature craft cocktails including the 1/8: a shaken concoction of rum, Velvet Falernum, orange curacao, pineapple syrup, and grenadine served on the rocks (please note that I just used ‘unpretentious’ and ‘craft cocktails’ in the same sentence). They also serve draft beer, Bud and Bud Light by the bottle, wine by the glass, Tito’s- obviously, and a couple varieties of good bourbon.

Since the place only has about 10 seats and they were all occupied, we plopped down on the floor next to our dogs. We eventually moved to the outdoor cocktail table because the high-ceiling architecture lends itself to a rather loud echo and Charlie seemed to be reaching his ‘new things threshold’. We only had one drink before the dogs let us know it was time to go.

It was a relaxed stroll back to the Westin with a lot of what seemed to be locals walking their dogs. St. Louis gets a bad rap sometimes, but I didn’t feel unsafe.

Once back in our room, Henri was more than happy to take up two dog beds since Charlie wasn’t using his. If his bed was anywhere near as comfortable as mine, I can’t blame him. It was easily the most comfortable hotel bed I’ve ever slept in. ‘Heavenly’ indeed.

Westin Heavenly Dog Bed

Henri approves of the amenities at the Westin

 

A note here about big city dog walking

At Tiny Bar, we noticed Charlie was chewing his foot (part of the reason we didn’t stay longer). Unable to see anything that could be an irritant, we decided to just rinse his paws when we got back to the room. This is something I’ve never had or thought to do with Henri, but because of the obvious irritation, we did it with Charlie.

Boy were his feet dirty!

All kinds of debris dislodged with that quick rinse. So I feel like it’s worth mentioning that if you have a dog with fluffy Clydesdale feet and you’re doing a bunch of walking on busy, big city streets, it might be worth a quick rinse once you get back to your room just to be on the safe side. We rinsed Henri’s paws too after that, and though not near as bad as Charlie’s, it was worth doing. It will definitely be something I pay more attention to on future travels, and paw wax is now a part of our travel arsenal.

Ballpark Village

On Saturday morning, we woke up pretty excited. We were about to take our dogs to a Cardinals baseball game. Of course, I had to caffinate first, and this is where the ability to open your back door and let your dog out to potty while you start the coffee pot is grossly under-appreciated. Fortunately, Jennifer and Charlie get up a lot earlier than I do and Henri had already been with them.

I’m not a big breakfast eater, and we still had travel snacks and the fresh fruit from our welcome tray. However, the Westin’s Eat Well breakfast menu, in fact, the entire menu featuring ‘All Day Dining’ from 11-11 and ‘Late Night’ from 11-6:30 is pretty great. I really loved the variety of healthy and gourmet options available. Breakfast options included fresh smoothies, and all day options featured everything from Sesame Seared Salmon Salad to Tenderloin.

Ready and out the door by 10:30, we headed downstairs, where the dogs were, again, greeted by name. We walked the short distance to Busch Stadium in hopes of roaming and getting in a few tourist shots before it got too crowded or hot. It also seemed like a good oppurtunity to let the dogs orient to the surroundings. I don’t think about these things when I travel with Henri because he’s used to it and usually just goes with the flow. It was a great experience for me to travel with another dog and notice the differences between the two.

Since we didn’t have to check-in with Purina until 1:15, we decided to grab a light snack. The ONLY restaurant in Ballpark Village with a dog-friendly patio is Drunken Fish. That works out ok though, because they’ve been voted Best Sushi and Best Happy Hour in St. Louis. I haven’t been to any other place in St. Louis for sushi, so I can’t comment other than to say “I’d go back to this one.”

Appetizer on the patio

Edamame Hummus and cocktails

The service was excellent with immediate greets and bowls of water for the dogs. The staff was super-friendly, and I think most everyone in the restaurant, including the manager, came out to say hello to the pups. Our server made sure to tell us about the free appetizer if we checked in on Yelp and I’m really glad she did! The Edamame Hummus is a ‘zesty, smooth blend of edamame soybeans’ served with fried wanton chips, and is yet another thing I’ll be attempting to recreate at home. Following our appetizer, I had a simple cucumber roll and Jennifer a salad; both were fresh and tasty.

After lunch, we headed to the game and it was arguably one of the coolest things I’ve done in a long time. I’ve been to several baseball games with Henri, but Purina does a really great job with the Pooches in the Ballpark event. When the game was over we decided to call it a day and head back to our hotel.

Another great thing about the Westin is the noon check-out. Aloft does it too, so maybe it’s a Starwood thing. Not being a morning person, I’m a big fan. #SPGlife

Turns out we didn’t need the extra time this trip because we had brunch plans at the home of an old friend of Jennifer’s. It’s too bad ‘Janine’s’ is a private residence. Fresh fruit, biscuits and gravy, two breakfast casseroles, grilled asparagus, bacon…Sorry y’all!

If you need a brunch plan, check out our review of the Boathouse in Gateway to the West.

Brunch left us pretty full, and frankly in need of a nap, but we had one more stop on our way out of town.

AKC Museum of the Dog

Henri and Charlie pose

Henri and Charlie are ready to explore

Located about 20 minutes from downtown St. Louis, the American Kennel Club Museum of the Dog opened in the historic Jarville House in 1985 and is the world’s finest collection of art devoted to the dog. The 14,000 sq. ft. facility includes three levels and six galleries displaying over 700 original paintings, drawings, watercolors, prints, sculptures, bronzes, and porcelain figurines, as well as a variety of decorative art objects depicting man’s best friend.

My two favorite exhibits were the temporary Faces, Families, and Friends: Dog Photography of Lynn Terry (showing April 14th- August 7th) and the permanent exhibit honoring war dogs. I maybe teared up a few times reading some of those soldiers’ stories.

 

The dog museum is part of a larger public space, Queeny Park. In addition to the museum it features the Tails and Trails Dog Park. The museum attendant told us we could go there, but when we did, we discovered it is a private, membership only park accessible by code. This unpleasant surprise made me mad, so I tweeted St. Louis County to let them know of my disappointment. They got back to me to let me know that day passes to the dog park WERE available. Once home, I did some digging and got the scoop.

There are two sides to Queeny Park: the Mason side, where the dog museum is located, and the Wideman side, where the Greenfelder Recreation Complex is located. You’ll have to go to the rec complex to purchase your one day guest pass. The cost is $5 and you’ll need to show proof of rabies, distemper, and bordetella vaccination. The complex is open 7 days a week Monday-Friday 8:00-4:30 and Saturday-Sunday 8:00-4:00.

Sometimes my random indignance is useful.

Third Time’s A Charm

This is our second trip to St. Louis and who knows, we might do a third! There’s no shortage of places to stay or things to do with your pup.

We really loved the hospitality and the downtown convienence of the Westin. You will need to sign a waiver of responsibility acknowledging that you agree to the terms, including not leaving your dog unattended in the room, but there are no extra fees or deposits. The weight limit is what I call a ‘soft 40’. Dogs over 40 lbs are allowed at the hotel’s discretion; just call.

If you’re taking your first trip to the Gateway City, then stay downtown. There’s plenty to do during a weekend and it’s all within walking distance. If you’re not up for a stroll, then take a carriage. A lot of them are dog-friendly and it’s a easy way to see the city.

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Pooches in the Ballpark

Standing on the field at Busch Stadium

Besties on the Ballfield! Denise & Henri with Jennifer & Charlie

I’m a baseball girl. If you know me, you know that. I like the Tigers for their pitching, and the Yankees ’cause it makes my brother happy when they win. As far as I’m concerned, there’s only one Arkansas minor league team and it’s the Travelers. I grew up going to their games with my granddaddy and was a ‘Travelerette’ back before the ‘Angels’ were even a thought. All that being said, I was raised on the St. Louis Cardinals. So let me just tell you…even if this trip had been a disaster, I still got to stand on the field at Busch Stadium with one of my best friends and my dog!

It was a MasterCard moment.

It was also an awesome girls’ weekend in St. Louis! Henri & I, along with our friends Jennifer and Charlie, joined over 300 other dogs and their owners for the 12th Annual Purina Pooches in the Ballpark event.

Obviously, being on that field was the highlight for me. If you want to see a bunch of grown-ups acting like kids at Christmas, tune-in for the Pooch Parade at Busch Stadium next year. I’m pretty sure the dogs were all wondering what was wrong with us.

Parade line-up started at 1:15- when the gates opened- for the 1:45 parade. The line wrapped around about five levels of concourse and both humans and dogs were decked out in their game-day best. You can check out our Facebook album or use the hashtag #PurinaPooches for highlights. I figured Henri wasn’t interested in dressing up beyond his red harness and Pooches bandana. Besides, I had us covered. My toes were painted OPI ‘Big Apple Red’, which is the perfect Cardinals color; I was wearing my baseball flip-flops, my Brighton baseball charm necklace, and my Cardinals shirt.

Henri and I have been to several minor league games and to the Ranger’s game last year. Almost all of them do some sort of dog parade. We’ve never participated as I was always content to just take pictures. But this. THIS was a big deal. The day I emailed Jennifer the itinerary for game day, I got a text saying “There’s an on-field parade?!” Yes. Yes, there is.

The parade is around the warning track and you’re not allowed on the grass. When you first take the field, they encourage you to keep moving and tell you not to stop. Fortunately, I think the ‘field police’ realized just how excited we all were, and as long as you weren’t holding up the line, they just smiled. I can imagine we were pretty entertaining, happy strangers excitedly swapping phones and taking photos for one another.

“Did you get the scoreboard?”

“Did you get the Arch?”

“Can you see the field?”

“Hold on! Your dog’s not looking.”

“Charlie! Charlie, look. Charlie, sit. Charlie!” Kiss, kiss, kiss. “Here, Charlie!”

Most of the photos feature Charlie’s rear, but thankfully, when he got on the big screen, he was facing the camera.

I can honestly say, this was the coolest thing I’ve done in a long time and my smiling face as we snapped a picture with FredBird is a dead give-away. It’s now the profile picture on my personal Facebook page.

After the parade, we headed to the designated seating area. The dogs were spread out over the Coca-Cola Pavilion just beyond the outfield and though not all the seats were in the shade, shade was easily accessible, as were wading pools, misters, and water bowls. Thankfully, we were in the Scott Credit Union MVP Deck, and not only had seats in the shade but our own bartender.

It was ‘all hands on deck’ by Purina staff and everywhere you looked was somebody in a red shirt with a gallon jug of water refilling bowls, wetting bandanas, and petting or photographing dogs. There was even a veterinarian walking around the area making sure everyone was okay.

The all-you-can-eat buffet consisted of BBQ beef brisket, Italian Chicken, hot dogs and kraut, cheese dip and chips, salad, and cookies. Beverages included Bud heavy, Bud Light, sodas, and water. Each ticket holder also received a ‘Wag Bag’ filled with coupons, food and treat samples, and a St. Louis Cardinals/Purina photo frame/leash hanger to commemorate the occasion. That’s where our FredBird pic is going!

All this for only $150.

It’s a bargain. Trust me.

The other parks don’t do it like this.

There’s always an on-field parade but I’ve never had a buffet much less free beer, and you usually have to stand in long lines and approach individual booths to get your swag.

The only complaint I had was the heat (tips for beating that are posted at the end of this story) and Purina can’t control the weather. They can’t even control the game date because that’s dictated by the MLB. Other than the bricks at the entry gates burning little dog feet- and I bet that is fixed next year- this is the Best of the Best.

With a full itinerary of events- dock diving and frisbee exhibitions, Pooch Parade and costume contest, all-you-can-eat buffet and beer, plus a cool commemorative frame- Purina does it right! (And y’all know Henri is raw fed so I’m not just saying that for food endorsements).

If you love Bird Dogs and Red Birds, or just any ol’ dog and the Cardinals, this is your game.

Like I said…

Two tickets to Pooches in the Ballpark… $300

Gas to St. Louis…$75

Two nights at the Westin…$584

Walking the warning track at Busch Stadium with your dog and your best friend…

PRICELESS!

 

Beat the Heat Tricks:

Keeping cool

Staying’ cool!

  • Both dogs were wearing Good2Go Cooling Bandanas that we picked up for $10.00 at PetCo. Best $10 I’ve ever spent on my dog!
  • I packed Henri’s gel cooling mat into our ‘doggie’ (diaper) bag and had it available for lounging. Both dogs used it at one point or another.
  • Paw Wax! We actually couldn’t find any Paw Wax (PetCo, why are southern stores out of this in the middle of the summer?!), so we used Burt’s Bees Lip Balm to help protect paw pads from hot concrete. Good in a pinch!

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