Foozie, Spaatz and Miss Peaches came through the eight hour drive to Maine with flying colors. I made the backseat of the truck as comfy as possible. While Peaches was pretty well behaved Spaatz and Fooze tried to sneak up to the front seat what seemed like 100 times. I usually would give them a kiss and tell them to go back. When we were getting close to the campground I let in and let them come up. Even though try as they might they couldn't quite get all three of them comfortable on my lap they didn't want to go back to the backseat. Golly I feel loved.
|Hangin with Dad in the trailer|