A few hot showers later I found myself again, packing up. Senor Zerro had recently assigned me to ancient Greece. I was now picking up Lewis, my pug (THE ABSOLUTELY CUTEST PUG IN THE UNIVERSE!!!!!!! EVER!!!!!!!!) from Star Dog pet hotel. I walked up into the foyer to check him out of his room. I paid the attendant her $1,059 and walked up the marble grand staircase to room 3201. You might wonder why he's on the 32nd floor. He howls if he doesn't have a good view. I climbed into the elevator and the bellhop pressed the button for the 32nd floor. I sat down on the love seat in the elevator, it distinctly smelled like coconut dog shampoo and the red material was itchy under my gold micro mini from Micheal Kors. Paris Hilton got on, at the 24th floor with Tinker Bell. Petty millionaires,I thought, only the 24th floor. I smiled, because I was about to see my dog! The elevator pinged.
"32nd floor." the bellhop said simply. I strutted down the velvet lined Hotel hall way. The room 3201 came at the end of the short hall. I walked inside, jumpy with excitement. Before I could react, I was overcome with major Pugness.
"Wharf!" Lewis complained. Apparently they fed him Beneful instead of California Natural.
"I know boy, but at least your black silk suit jacket looks nice." He purred in my arms. I looked around the room. It was nice, but after we were done with Greece were sooo going on a major shopping spree in Paris. Thankfully they won't arrest me if I am found out.
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