That is the saying I found on a sign while in Utah visiting the kids. I thought it applied to our "furry kids" and I couldn't resist buying it and bringing it home.
The furry kids are most happy when they get to ride in the car. B.J. always hangs out the window sniffing the air or sits down just staring out the side window like a little kid. Blaze, on the other hand, has to be right in the middle of the front seat between Joe and me. It's like she's the quinessential backseat driver. And, it gives her an early preview of vehicles that she can get ready to lunge out after they've passed.
No comments:
Post a Comment