Sorry about yesterday's wordlessness. I guess my human was too busy honking and sneezing and leaking out her nose to help me type. Seriously thinking I need a new human. Or at least a back-up human. Y'know, for when my regular one is leaking or feels like poo or whatever.
Today I finally get to tell you about last week's mystery trip. It was to a place called Santa Barbara and we went to scout locations for pug shooting. It took like forever to get there (7 1/2 hours!) because of traffic stuff, so we didn't get to stay long. Before me and Dutch, my human used to live down there so I guess she kinda knew where she was going. This made it sooooo much better than the other scouting trips because the stupid navigation lady wasn't talking all the time.
|Chillin in Funk Town.|