I just don’t like to ride in the truck very much. I am always anxious to stop and get out. The Mama took this picture of me while we were going to the far away place in California. I was in the back seat of the truck and wanted to get in front with the Mama.
I was OK when we finally got to the far away place, but there will be more riding in the truck for the next week when we go to more far away places. Click on me to make me big.
