Did you know that you would have to drive TWENTY-EIGHT HOURS, covering more than 1,790 miles to go from Vancouver to Minneapolis? ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME? That’s so far.
I get ants in my pants when we go to the lake. That takes 45 minutes, for crying out loud. How on Earth would I even survive a ride that long? And let’s face it, it would probably take at least twice that long for my family to travel that far because:
First of all, the Mama would want to stop in like a half-bajillion places along the way. She likes to shop and needs a shopping break every few hours or she gets shakey. Is there a support group for that?
B – Did I mention that the Mama has a bladder the size of an acorn? Can you imagine how many potty breaks we would have to take? We’d never get anywhere!
3 – Oh my Dog! The Daddy and directions. We might never even make it to Minneapolis because let’s be honest, he has NO INTERNAL COMPUS. Seriously, he thinks West is North and North is if you look straight up at the sky. Like a stereotypical idiot alpha-male, he refuses to ask for directions. It’s super obnoxious. Ususally, we wander aimlessly like nomads until the next time Leaky bladder over there needs a washroom breaks and then she breaks all the rules and asks for directions while they are stopped.
Also, the Daddy and the Mama do NOT travel well together. Imagine the Mama as a molotov cocktails of travel frusteration and Daddy’s unwillingness to stop/ask for direction/turn off that gawd-awful song as firestarter. Them on a road trip is kind of like harry Potter and He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, neither can live while the other survives.
That’s nice, Koly. Why the heck are you telling us all this?
Today’s adoptable puggle has stolen the Mama’s heart. Not only is he cute as a bug’s ear, he also happens to share a name with my favourite guy in the world, the Daddy.
Isn’t he just the most handsome little guy EVER? I mean, right after me? Oh, and Felix? So really, I guess it would be more appropriate to say, isn’t he just the third handsomest guy EVER?
Avery is just a tiny little guy, weighing in at a dainty 18 lbs. (For comparison, I am a hearty 26 lbs. This guys is as little as the Felix!) He is a neutered, housetrained male puggle who is good with kids and other dogs.
Details on his little personality are a little short, but judging from his photos he is a happy, goofy little munchkin who will totally make someone a great buddy.
So do us a favour eh?
Could someone adopt this little guy, so that I don’t have to listen to Tweedledee and Tweedledum kill each other on a road trip? Check out the Midwest Animal Rescue
for more information on how you can take little Avery
home with you!
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