Oh the horror!

It all started with a really long car ride. Mommy and Daddy had "errands" to do so we all got to spend HOURS in the big ugly truck. It was nice. I don't know why Mommy found the Princess Auto parking lot that bad. It was an interesting hour sitting and looking out the windows. Hudson even found a McDonald's wrapper under the seat and had a snack, but Old Greedyguts wouldn't share with me.

Then, we had a car picnic. I didn't get to go into Burger Factory, but it looks like a great place. And the food that came out of it was delicious! I got a piece of bun and three fries. Yum yum yummy!

Next we went to a place called Part Source, and that was the start of the trouble....Daddy put some boxes in the back seat with us.

Mommy went to Staples, which made her happy. She said that finally one of the errands amused her. Then we went to buy a gigantic hanging plant. I really liked it, but there was no room in the truck, so Mommy kept it on her lap all the way home, which sure didn't look comfy to me.

So what could go horribly wrong?

Daddy went horribly wrong.

He decided to cheat and blast through a light that was in the process of changing from yellow to red, to make a left turn. And that caused the boxes in the back to fall.

On innocent little ole me.

And I did the only thing I could...

I squealed and jumped into the front seat, landing with one front paw in the plant (sorry about all the flowers that came off) while the other paw was desperately grabbing at Mommy's ear. Then she started screaming.

I couldn't get my bum all the way over, so I was kicking Smudgie with my back legs and he was biting me back. Things did not go well at all. Jumping into the front seat seemed like the thing to do at the time, but when I reflect upon it now I'm thinking that I should have explored other options instead.

Then Daddy pulled over, and Mommy was holding her ear, and Daddy shoved me right back into the backseat and I was forced to sit ON the boxes that had assaulted me. And I heard Mommy start to tell Daddy it was all his fault for running the light and making the boxes fall which caused me to jump over the seat and wreck the plant and try to tear off her ear....and then a stranger walked up from out of nowhere and asked for directions.

Strange.

But he was very nice, and apparently from a place called "Victoria."

So Daddy gave him directions, and Mommy sulked, and he said that he thought we were nice pooches (what's a pooches?) and off we went. And then Mommy forgot to lecture Daddy about running the light after all, which is good, because it just makes them both really cranky.

And although the hanging plant is a little lopsided now, all is well. I've even decided to forgive the nasty box that fell on me.

Whew. What a day. When I got home I took a nice long nap to recover, and so did Daddy....which almost got him another lecture from Mommy.

Yawn, I'm getting tired just thinking about it.

Take care all, and always secure your cargo if you want to keep your sheepies in the back seat!

Back seat driver Rudy