In order to prepare for the trip, I studied up on what vehicles would take us there. And all you cynics out there - Yes. I can read.

Once we got to their house, I was able to show them what living in Cowboy Country has taught me.
Giddy-up. I'm awesome.

I also showed 'em my new tat. Nothing says classic white trash like a nice tattoo and a plain white t-shirt. It's the look I'm currently going for.

So while we were there, Mom and Dad ended up leaving me alone for a few days with Peedles and Poppy.
OH the tricks I learned...
First up - car racing. Although strangely, a little boat was consistently faster than every other car and truck.

I also learned how to mow. Don't even get me started on how long it took... Nevertheless, I delivered the goods and dominated the grass.
In fact, I dared it to grow again.

Poppy taught me how to fly a geliguck on the computer.

And in turn, I taught him how to read. Quid pro quo and all...

Peedles introduced me to a magical movie called "Cars". I can't stop talking about it still. I'm like a tiny Rainman - "carscarscarscars" ALL the time! Mom loves it of course.

Uncle Stew came to see me too and we went on several walks. Of course, we had lots of good talks about this and that. It's tradition...
We also snacked on dandelions. A tad more bitter than one might expect, but I digress...
Soon it was time for Mom and Dad to come back though, so I began a vigilant watch for them...
Well, kind of vigilant.
But in my defense, I was really tired.

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