Petsmart = Toys "R" Us

Summers in Arizona are a bit rough. I may laugh at the rest of the country during the winter season, but I think it's safe to say [they] get revenge during the summer. It's July 2nd, and already Arizonians have experienced multiple days in the triple digits. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I'd be able to say that I know what 122 degrees feels like. In fact, the hottest outside temperature I have ever experienced here in Arizona is 127 degrees. 

With that being said, I enjoy doing things as much as possible in the wee hours of the morning and late evening during the summer months. This includes entertaining Alfredo, who is basically held captive inside from the scorching outside temperatures. I have to get creative in terms of keeping him active, so I stick to dog friendly places. Unfortunately, this is pretty limiting. 

Depending on the occasion, Alfredo either enjoys or hates dislikes Petsmart, a dog friendly place. For example, buying things, i.e. yum yums, toys, treats, or any type of food, is enjoyable. On the flipside, visiting Banfield (the vet inside of Petsmart), the groomer, or the doggy hotel are not so enjoyable. Let's stick to an enjoyable story...

One of Alfie's greatest pleasures is strolling down the toy aisle, and yes, he knows exactly where it's located. It's just the same as taking a child into a toy store. Their eyes light up, and they want everything in sight. Well, at least Alfredo does anyway. Here he is making his most recent selection...

The funny thing about this choice is that he already selected the same exact moose in a previous visit. Maybe he thought it belonged to him. Whatever. I just go with it. 

Once he's made his final decision, he knows its time to check out. Believe me, he's quite the attention grabber when running through the store with his newly found treasure...

The challenge is always getting the toy rung up since he usually darts for the door.

I don't believe in shoplifting, even though he tries getting away with it.

Trust me, the story doesn't end after the transaction is made. It's off to the car...

...and back into the house. Here he is running around like a maniac.

 I guess the nice thing about being cooped up is having something new and exciting. In this case I guess he thought decapitating the moose was necessary.

 Whatever makes him happy!