Wednesday is trash day here. The trash truck does not come down our road, so we have to take it to the end of the road which is about a mile. Daddy usually does that on his way to work. He's out of town, so Mama has to do it. She decided that Scout and I could go with her this morning. We were all excited when she opened the tail gate of the Jeep Liberty and we jumped in. The backseat is kept down for us, so it is a nice size for us. We were shocked when she started putting trash bags in the back. We both jumped out. Mama said that if we wanted to go, we would have to ride with the trash. Can you believe that? I decided that I was not going to ride with the trash and walked right back in the house. Scout wanted to go with me, but she also wanted to go for a ride. Mama asked me one more time if I wanted to go and I really thought about it. Scout begged me to come along, so I decided to go, but I wasn't happy about it. We both jumped back in and Mama loaded up the back with the trash bags. It was just terrible riding with those trash bags. I had to hang my head out the window just to get some fresh air. After Mama dropped off the trash, she decided to take us for a longer ride to make up for terrible trip down the hill. I think she needs to do more than that to make up for me riding in a "trash truck" today.
Thank you for all the nice Gotcha Day wishes yesterday. I still can't believe it's been three years.
This could be a disaster.... Mama is going to try and make stepping stones today and she wants to use our paw prints. I'll keep you posted on how that turns out. LOL
The greyhound who does not like having his car turned into a trash truck.