Bandit's Corner
Are we there yet?
Apparently we’re going to Kansas.
Wait a minute...
I know Kansas.
When Mom and Dad picked me up in Kentucky on January 20th, I was only about 10 weeks old. Instead of heading straight home, we drove to Kansas City to meet Aunt Michelle—and Ziva, the yellow Lab who I now consider my girlfriend.
I was young. What can I say? Things moved quickly.
The next morning we drove to Manhattan, Kansas, to meet Grandma and the rest of Mom’s family.
That was more than half my life ago, so Mom and Dad weren’t sure I would remember any of it.
When we pulled into Aunt Michelle’s house, I got excited. Really excited. Same thing when we got to Grandma’s house.
Humans apparently think because we’re dogs we forget things. Maybe we don’t remember addresses or know what state we’re in, but we remember people. We remember smells. We remember places. And I’m pretty sure we remember how someone made us feel.
Apparently elephants aren’t the only ones who never forget.
And did I remember?
Of course I did. I’m Bandit Monkey Brown.
These were some of the first people I met after my whole life changed. One day I was a puppy in a Kentucky shelter, and suddenly I had a Mom, a Dad, a road trip, a girlfriend and a whole family in Kansas.
Not bad for 10 weeks old.
Now I’m bigger, my legs are much longer, and I’ve got quite a few more miles under my paws. And judging from this picture, I’ve also perfected the art of sleeping while the humans do all the driving.
Maybe these Kansas trips are actually training.
I keep hearing Mom and Dad talking about WKNDDRVR, our Petrolicious Post adventures and a whole bunch of mini road trips coming up—great roads, interesting places, people who make things, food, cheese, picnics and, hopefully, plenty of places that welcome dogs.
Apparently I’m part of the crew.
I like the sound of that.
After all, my very first adventure with Mom and Dad was a road trip. Maybe I’ve been training for this job since the day they picked me up.
Bandit thought of the week: Maybe home isn’t just one place. Maybe it’s all the places where the people you love are excited to see you—and you’re just as excited to see them.
Now...
Are we there yet?
See you on the road,
Bandit Monkey Brown
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