We were only a few months old when our humans took us to Three Mile Beach. An ambitious age to begin inspecting holiday accommodation, but somebody had to establish standards.
Our three-bedroom house came with wonderfully comfy dog beds made from lovely materials, bowls and treats. Actual treats, intended for us. An excellent opening statement.
Mum and Dad received their own selection of local sweet and savoury goodies. We support this welcoming approach, although separate hampers should never discourage sharing.
The house seemed to have everything our humans could want, and nothing appeared to be too much trouble. Our priorities were particularly well catered for: heated floors for warm paws, followed by a cosy log burner and sofa snoozes with Mum and Dad. A demanding inspection schedule, as you can imagine.
There was also a jacuzzi and sauna. These remain untested by the dachshund delegation, but our humans seemed extremely relaxed afterwards, so they must do something. We achieve much the same effect with a warm lap and a nap.
Three Mile Beach felt like a whole experience, with us included in the welcome. Gold Bed: worth taking your humans on a special trip.