Hi! It's me, Darby! I am really excited, because mom says that next week I get to go visit Florida again. The last time I was there, it was winter, and I lived with my brothers and sister. Mom told me this time we are going to go in an airplane, and we will be in Florida after a really short nap. I think that's good, cuz the last trip was really, really long. So mom, what's this funny looking suitcase for? For me? Huh? What do you mean I have to squeeze in there?
OK, so mom says I just have to duck my head a little, like this, and then I will fit really good. So then what? You are going to carry me like a sack of potatoes? And then I have to ride WHERE in the plane? Won't it be dark? And stinky by everyone's feet?
Umm, I think I'm feeling a little sick. I know you said it's a direct flight, and it's only a couple of hours, but still, I think I'm feeling woozy. So remember, those chewies you promise me for the trip had better be REALLY good. 
OK, I guess I can take a deep breath and think about this logically. Direct flight, only a couple of hours on the plane, good chewies to occupy me...
On second thought, I'm six months old, so logic isn't in my puppy vocabulary, and I think we have to repeat this whole airplane thing to get back home later. I'm outta here, find yourself some other sucker to stick in this bag!
3 comments:
Tee hee
It's OK Darby, if I were to steal you, you'd NEVER have to be stuck in a little bag like that*. You have such a mean Mommy, making you snuggle up to her tennis shoes!
* Except for the flight to Oregon ;0P
What a hoot - we will be in Florida together!!!!
Poor little Darby. I think I'd hate that bag, too, BUT at least you get to go with your Mom... I didn't get to go when my Mom flew to her son's... :( OC
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