Life is a highway ...

Today, Mom and Daddy's took me out in the car for a drive.

I like driving in Daddy's car better than Mom's, because the arm-rests are easier to balance on, but I got the hang of Mom's car today.

They kept checking on me, and saying they were wondering how I was going to make out on The Big Trip. I'm not sure what they were talking about, but that's okay. We've been together long enough now that I pretty much trust them.

(Mostly, anyway.)