You walk into the large brown building. The windows are clear and very clean. The wood was perfect; not chipping, not any sign of it being in bad condition. The door was a double-door with white with glass in the middle. You grab the smooth iron knob and push it open, hearing not the slightest creak.

Fancy sheer brown curtains are tied away from the windows to welcome in the fresh air and morning sunlight. The ground has a tan soft carpet with not a single stain. A front desk stands a few feet away from you, with a glass wall behind it displaying dogs being groomed, trained, or simply cared for. The lady at the front desk smiles a kind, warm smile.

"Hello there!" she waves to you. You don't hear her, however, you are too busy marveling at your surroundings. Your head jerks to her.

"Oh, hi..." You say, blushing. You look at the girl. She comes out from behind the desk and leads you around. The 'dog room' is a room with soft wooden floors and dogs running all around. Beds line the walls, some have puppies, adults, or just any dogs. Treasure chests are scattered everywhere with toys, food, brushes, or basically anything a dog could want.

The next room you visited was a sports room, with wagons that dogs pulled, swimming pools, fake rabbits running around, racetracks, and many more sports related items. Employees dash around, swimming with the dogs, showing them how to paddle noisily, moving the rabbits around, and even jogging side-by-side with a dog on a leash.

The other rooms were backyards with a large fence, nature trails, grooming salons, and almost everything a dog could dream of. It wasn't simply a kennel with cages, but like a resort.