I have a new ride! It's red! I like it!
I've been wondering what happened to my truck. It's been missing for a few days and now I know it's because Dad sold it. I sure hope he doesn't want to sell me. I'd be sad.
Seriously, I know he never would because Mom would put a hurt on him. I'm her furbaby and that's all there is to that.
Anyway.... I have a new van and I think I like it. It's really easy to jump into. Mom and Dad put the back row of seats down into this compartment, then did the same thing with one of the seats in the second row. I have gobs and gobs of room!
Dad said it's a 2015 Town & Country, which is not exactly what he was looking for, but this van only has 39,000 miles on it. I'm not sure about that. A mile is a long way to walk so I can't even imagine doing that thirty-nine thousand times, but Mom agrees the mileage is "good."
Have I mentioned that the parents have some odd ideas?
I guess it's okay that Dad sold my truck. Dad is going to take us to McDonald's for supper in the van. I love Mickey D's! I can have my very own puppy burger! I think he really wants to drive it and that's why we're going, but it doesn't matter. It will be fun!
And maybe he'll stop at the ice cream place on the way back. I'll have to be sneaky and let him know I want him to turn in there.
I'm Deuce. I know I can convince him. Convincing Dad is my superpower!
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