Dad picked us up at the church and we left for the North right after work on Thursday. We drove a few hours before stopping at a different hotel than we usually use. Mom said it was a lot less expensive and it wouldn’t hurt to try it. It’s name was Baymont. We used to stay at the one called Holiday Inn Express. Our Baymont room had one of those beds as big as Kansas. It was so big I could sleep in it all night without even touching anyone. So I took advantage of that and curled up in the bend of my Dad’s legs.
In the morning I waited in the room while Mom went out to hunt a chicken so I could have my usual on-a-trip scrambled eggs. Apparently Metropolis, Illinois doesn’t have chickens because she came back empty-handed. We all piled back in the car and a couple of hours down the road stopped at one of my favorite places. You guessed it – Mickey D’s! Mommy got out a bowl and poured some kibble, and green peas in it, then topped it with lots of scrambled eggs. Hallelujah, someone must have found a chicken.
For lunch, Mommy and I had hot dogs.
After my hot dog, I got really thirsty.
It started snowing about 30 minute before we got to Grandma Jean’s house. Thankfully, it hadn’t started sticking on the road yet and we pulled safely into her garage before the blizzard hit. More on that and my visit later.
I am Lexi: have hot dog, will travel.
Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess with Lucy and Chia 
I did S.H. Back to work today. Hope you had a good Thanksgiving.
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Have fun at Gramma’ss house Lexi!!!
**nose bumpsss** Siddhartha Henry xxxx
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Congratulations!!
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Yes, it’s true. I lost 5 pounds and Mommy said I deserved it.
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Lexi, you have the best traveling traditions!!
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they do get real food treats, but never in their food bowls. They like mangoes, apples, carrots, winter squash etc.
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Almost! Mom took a bite of mine, and tore off some of the bread. Later, I spent some time trying to get past Dad’s legs to eat those leftover hotdog bun pieces. It really was great and, if you couldn’t tell from the pictures, a huge suprise to me.
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I do have to eat my kibble most of the time, with cooked veggies on top. This is my special “on the road again” food. OK, sometimes I get Mickey D’s, too. 🙂 Yep, better not let the Scotties see this, BOL!
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Wait. What? Did you eat a whole entire hot dog yourself?? Dream come true – that’s all I’m sayin.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
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I can’t let my kids read this post. They are deprived. There are no eggs or hot dogs in the house. If they don’t eat the dog food, they don’t eat. I had too many spoiled Scotties before these three and once people food went into their dishes, live was not the same.
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In that way…I must bow to you my friend. There are some super travelling cats but they don’t live here.
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Cats are not know to be great travellers. We dogs are superior in that way. Just sayin…
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Dude….what a great traveller you are….I’m proud to call you friend. I’d be dancing on mom’s head if I wasn’t in a box. I don’t travel well or so I’m told. You make it look easy.
(((Shoko)))
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Yes, I considered that gruesome insinuation even a I was writing this. Sadly, that’s what Mom calls them.
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You ought to call them frankfurters because hot dog makes you appear to be a cannibal.
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Mom says we are in north western Illinois, a place called Apple River. It snowed all night but has finally stopped and everything is white.
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I’m glad you made it to your Grandma’s before the storm hit. I’m not sure where in Illinois she lives but it’s a nasty day here in Northern Illinois. I’m glad Mom found some chickens so you could have your scrambled eggs. Have a fun time!
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