It all started with an earthquake in Washington DC in summer of 2011. I was lucky enough to be home with my three dogs and could see firsthand how scary that natural disaster felt to them. After the initial panic, I took them out to the street—to be on the safe side. And there, in the middle of the city , in Adams Morgan, I heard heart-breaking sounds of dogs howling. I had never paid much attention to how many dogs lived in my neighborhood. But on that day, while walking my dogs along Adams Morgan streets, I felt as if those cries were behind each locked door. Those animals must have been scared to death cooped up all alone, under lock and key and with no escape. I wanted to hug and comfort all of them, tell them that it was going to be all right. That was the day when a small and still hesitant seed was planted into my subconscious. That seed would in a few years sprout into a dog hotel idea.
My dogs had a big role to play, too. I have three: two Italian Greyhounds and a whippet. They are all rescues and had had life experiences prior to adoption that I would not wish on anyone. Their rehabilitation process was long and difficult for both them and me. Owing to their story, I always feel extremely guilty leaving them at a kennel while I travel. And of course, that feeling of guilt impacted my vacations in a negative way.
Finally, demographic changes of the past two decades that occurred in Washington DC, have altered our lives. The city is booming with new people moving into it every day. And they don’t move alone, but with their dogs! So I wondered what all those dog people did with their pets when they had to travel for business or leisure. That is how my dog hotel was born.