Suitcase

We have a fire blazing in the fireplace, but no, his highness knows it is Saturday and...Saturday is the day we do our errands. With both of us at keyboards he jumps from one to another, trying to hurry us in our usual endeavor. It's not easy to type with hyper-poodle on my lap. Also I happen to have ants in my keyboard. They're not happy either. To make a long story short...just how does one go about packing a suitcase surreptitiously. He's just too smart and knows we're going south for San Diego's All Day Meeting. 'Nuff said.