Las Vegas is a very pet-friendly town. In SoCal everyone seemed to have dogs and
cats despite the pervasive no
pets policy – or, in other words, that rule was routinely ignored, and as long
as no one complained, you could get away with it. But I've never seen so many signs
advertising, "Pets Welcome!" as I have in this town. I'm not sure why, exactly. You see this on almost every complex when
you're apartment-hunting, with a few variations, like, "Small Pets
Welcome!" or, "We Welcome Pets of All Sizes!"
The local NPR station, which is KNPR (Nevada Public Radio),88.9FM, puts out a magazine called DESERT COMPANION (which you can subscribe to, if you like,at that link). This month, as you can see from the photo above,
they've got a whole issue revolving around pets. And that doesn't even cover it.
I know my little guy . . .
. . . gets bored sometimes.
After all, he's stuck in an apartment all day, so that's pretty much his
world. And though I try to vary his walk
by taking different routes around our complex, and sometimes outside the
complex, really . . . it's still all the same places. So I looked up the closest dog park, and
found a bunch that weren't even listed in the magazine. I guess they didn't have enough room to list
them all.
And though they're not nearly
as big as the ones I had gone to in SoCal, I think they'll be better for my
little fella, who gets intimidated by too many dogs. This particular park has three different
areas sectioned off by fences. Also,
since they actually do have rules (they probably did in the Southland, too . .
. only no one seemed to follow them) . . .
. . . I hopefully won't get knocked on my ass by a dog that
weighs more than I do because I didn't seem like a barrier to catching the Frisbee Pro Classic with U-Flex
(he wasn't being aggressive or anything, he just didn't see me as an impediment;
after that I learned to stand near trees!).
So we'll have to try the park out in the near future, though you really
can't go during the day here. You go
either in the morning or around 6:00 or 7:00pm, when it's relatively cooler.
So there's no excuse for not cleaning up after your furry
friend!
The one thing they aren't as progressive on here, I have to
say, is service dogs. Whereas in SoCal
you don't even need to carry around proof that your dog is a service dog (and
they're not allowed to ask too many questions, either), here I've seen people
told their service dog can't enter a business because it's not a seeing-eye dog
(apparently the only type of service dogs those people were familiar
with).
There are also a lot of dog-friendly hotels and motels
here. You can check bringfido.com, but
the one I have stayed in (before I moved here) and can vouch for is the
Microtel on Robindale Road (just off The Strip, but pretty far south). It's clean and inexpensive, and that's really
what was most important to me.
On the other hand, I've taken the little guy to the car
dealer for service, to the hair salon (with another person along to keep watch
on him), and when we stayed at "an unnamed Strip Hotel" instead, too,
and never had any problems. Generally as
long as it wasn't a place that sells food, that's usually the case, at least in
my experience.
Now the only thing I need to do is figure out how to cure my
little one of car-sickness, and we're all set!


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