Ok, so I want to be clear. I LOVE Brittany…I really, really do.
But her truck sucks for me. My mom had told me I was going to go home with Brittany one night so she could go do a workshop, but seriously? In this truck?
You can tell from my expression I am not happy. My mom calls them my Yoda ears when I drop them off to the side. She knows I’m not a happy camper when she sees them.
But, in all fairness, I had fun with Brittany’s kids once I got out of her truck…and she didn’t bring me back to Cowtown Canines in the truck, fortunately. Ugh.
I know I’ve already told you about how I go to Cowtown Canines and how much I love Brittany…not sure I told you that sometimes I get to go home with her when I can’t be with my people – but this is the first and hopefully the LAST time I’ll go home with her in this truck. I can’t even jump up by myself – what’s up with that?
And then, she took these pictures – they’re not very flattering!
I really don’t think it’s right that my mom posted these photos! Not my best moment…