This is the third day in a row I’ve been out riding shot gun with my Ma. I love it!
I’m her best chum and she’s mine. We have even started to dress alike.
They say people start to look like their canines. I think there’s some truth in that.
While she does her thing at the various stops we take I sit up very straight like a big old fierce thing and guard the car.
When were cruising we like to sing real loud. I’m kinda glad Rudolph and his mates have taken off again because I was getting a bit fed up with all those JINGLE bells.
We’re back to ah-ha and other such 80s hair raising stuff.
Blessing # 924 – Vocals