Will these errands never cease? I'm amazed at how many times mom and dad have to go out for these little things - off to the food store, off to the post office, off to Target, off to see people - but it bothers me far less when I get to go along.
When dad is in the car I have to ride in the back. I'm not super fond of this (I like my co-pilot seat best) but jump into the back when I see dad coming along for the ride. I'm always sure that mom still needs my navigational skills so I make sure to sit exactly in the center of the back seat, leaning forward in case she needs anything.
Putting the paw on dads arm is also a sure way to get me some attention. Just letting dad know that I'm here should he need me.
Since we were going to be out for awhile and it was pretty hot again today outside, we had to visit the Jack in the Box drive-thru.
Mm, mm, mm. Bacon junior cheeseburger for me!
Love,
Bogart
