Yesterday we took a really long drive down to Southern California. The Girl was driving and Bossman was sleeping so I thought I’d help navigate.
Category: outings
Dozing Off
The Girl caught me in the middle of one of my many dozes on our car ride home from LA. I bet YOU can’t nap sitting upright.
Co-Pilot…again
Bossman was driving this time around and I thought I’d help him out too. Unfortunately, I fell asleep while I was on duty. It’s a good thing he knew where he was going.
This bridge blows.
There’s something about this bridge that creeps me out. All I know is that it’s really loud when the cars cross it and the wooden planks on this thing cannot be trusted. I can’t believe The Girl made me wait here longer than I needed to. Get me the heck off this thing, STAT.
Mirror, Mirror…
The other day, The Girl pulled down this flap in front of her in the car and freaked the crap out of me. How did she get inside that tiny window?
Ah…they’re back.
For a second I was beginning to think they weren’t coming back. For the past couple days my new friend, Adrienne, has been visiting me twice a day. The house got a little too quiet after a couple days on my own. But they finally returned this afternoon and The Girl took me to the little park across the bridge. Yesh!
Flying
Back when we had a car, I sometimes got the chance to stick my head out of the window. The flood of smells would give me such a high and the bugs that flew into my nose weren’t all that bad either.
The Great Outdoors
After months of feeling cooped up, I finally got to go back to Fort Funston with my friend Kona. Running leash-free totally rules. Now if I can just get the sand out of my ears…
My Friend Kona
I have a friend named Kona, who’s on the quiet side but still has a lot of personality. We go to the beach together sometimes and she LOVES her yellow ball. In fact, she always thinks that I’m running after the ball but I’m actually just chasing after her. Anyway, The Girl got a shot of her catching the ball in mid-air. She may be only 1-2 inches off the ground but she’s got mad skillz.
This is gonna sUUuuck!
It looks like I’m doomed. Why does a day at the beach always mean a bath for me the next day? Why, huh? WHY?! Something tells me this is not an April Fools’ Day joke.