Dallas Bound

It appears as if we are Dallas bound again this weekend. The Old Man is heading up early (please take Lulu with you) and the rest of us will be heading up Saturday morning.

I will be Mom's co-pilot and lick her on the face when I want a milkbone. For long distance trips such as this I prefer the passenger seat of our Honda Civic. No reason to sit in the back seat considering all I’ve done for this family. Lest you worry, I will buckle up for safety’s sake, especially since my mother is at the helm.

I will ask her to keep car moving preferably 5 miles above the speed limit so we can get there by lunch time. We're going to visit the Old Man's family to celebrate Christmas and they cook a lot of food that makes me put on my best begging face. And there's always bacon. Lots of bacon.

I also hope there will be several presents addressed to Flash Toby under the tree. If not, it may cause me to go on a massive peeing spree. I also hope the little people do not pull my tail again this year.

FLASH