This place that mommy calls Star Motel is small... I'm not sure if I like it... Mommy has started sleeping the whole time it is light out, and when it gets dark, she is not home... (insight: I was an overnight waitress at denny's)
Mommy, Daddy, and I stay in the place called Star Motel for a little, but then, one day, they packed our things in a big thing with wheels that moves, and we all got into it... I'm confused...
It took me a few days, but I finally understood...
WE ARE LIVING IN A BIG THING WITH WHEELS THAT MOVES!!!
DURING THE WINTER!!!!!!
Why??? It's so cold? I don't like this... I'm starting to HATE the big thing with wheels...
To be continued on my mommy's next blog... RUFF!!!
Oh! Best wishes, doggo. You are loved. 💖
awww... What a sweet face! So clever, too, telling the story from his point-of-view! 😊
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