Thursday, January 26, 2017
Little Izzy is perceptive. She has seen us making trip after trip out the front door, carrying stuff.
"You're not gonna leave me here by myself are you?"
"No, Izzy; you know better than that. You go where we go. We're family."
"OK, I just wanted to make sure. We're taking my toys, my blanket, and my house, right?"
"Yes; and your food and your potty box. And, your leash - you like to walk when we're out and about."
"OK. I'm good with that."
Look at that sweet little face. Yeah, she goes where we go.
Except for some personal items we need here in the house tonight, the coach is ready to roll. "On the road again... I just can't wait to get on the road again..."