TEN THINGS I LEARNED AT THE BAR

HI, friends this is Stella Rose Long, blogging to you from my home town, in my own livingroom, in my own chair...........ahhahahahahh............home sweet home.  Now I can PEE.

I learned a lot more than 10 fings, but I need a nap and so I am making the list small today.

1. Jester my little buddy friend who went wif me, is a better traveler than me.  By the end of the trip mom and Ms. Mary Ann called him the bestest traveler in the world; they called me "Little Satan".

2.  Hotels that are beside Kentucky Fried Chicken are the BESTEST.  The only way mom could get me to drink any water is if she would mix in a chicken breast from the white bearded guy himself.....yummy. I am one SMART girl.  I did not need to eat my kibble one time on this trip....bhahahahah.

 3.  If you pant hard enough and act like you are going to die, your mom will rush you back to the air conditioned hotel room so you can stretch out and sleep.  I swear I heard Jester whisper to me "good job Stella Rose".

 Are you getting me more chicken mom?

4.  That good friends don't care if you have wet towels on your head when they take a picture wif you.  That's Casey and me. and mom........geeze, she must have thought I needed a chaperon. 

(These pictures were not taken by my momma.)

5.  That Mary Ann is part cat.  Sometimes Mom had to peel her off the ceiling of the van when we were driving through the beautiful hills and valleys.  Mom started calling her +5.

6.  Also if mom goes around the curve to fast in Brown County State Park that Ms. Mary Ann yips just has high as I do when I am  the back seat................

7.  I also learned if I planted my feet and refused to move mom would carry me like a sack of potatoes all over the place.  Being carried by your mom is nice. 

8.  That air conditioned cars are worth 900 million dollars when it is 851 degrees outside.  I loved Ms. Mary Ann's van.

9.  That rest stops are for RESTING, not peeing and pooping.  If I was supposed to pee and poop there they should have been called Pee and Poop stops.

10.  That I am the luckiest little pug alive to get to meet up with some of my blogging buddies.  It was one of my bestest weekends I will ever have.  I know I will have wonderful dreams of you all at night, of us enjoying being around each other, and your parents.  Did each of you feel the hug I gave you as we were walking away, I squeezed real tight and I whispered one special word to each of you, to put away close to your heart until we meet again.  Yours Always
Stella Rose Long