"Get me out of this",
I whined to myself as My Mom
was trying to squish me
into my old puppy pouch.
Then she said I could go with her,
and so I quit wiggling and let
her put me in my puppy pouch.
You won't believe what fun we had!
My Dad took the pictures so you could see.
You did see me, didn't you? I'm the black spot inside the pouch riding abike with My Mom. What a great Thanksgiving I had just cruising around
Gulf Shores on my bike.
Wasn't I a lucky duck?
Next time My Mom gets that puppy pouch out I'm going to hop right inside and
get on my bike.
Maybe My Mom will take you sometime too.
Catch you later,
Harley
