January 17, 2016: Well, this stinks. Not California (from what I saw today it’s pretty nice – warm and sunny with cool trees), but sleeping in a strange hotel room. I don’t like it. It’s creepy. I didn’t sleep well last night. I woke up at 4am. I didn’t do well during the day either. Mommy and daddy tried all day to show me the room is fun. We played with toys, threw food and milk on the floor, and I walked around in mommy’s shoes. I don’t know who mommy and daddy think they are fooling. Daddy said I should think about the cool things I did outside of the room instead – exploring the rest of the hotel, pole dancing by the pool, eating at hip restaurants, and petting puppies. I’ll try, but who am I kidding. I’d rather just be sleeping in my own room.