my trip home

ugh..my grandpa woke me up at four this morning to take me out. he said it was the last time he'd see me in a while since me and my mom were flying back to florida. i am getting used to the funny smell and loud noises of the airplane. today i was even brave enough (or tired enough) to catch a couple winks in my carrier.

i'm home now. i was sooo excited when we got back i ran around playing with all of the toys i missed.  my mom tried to let me out but there was this funny wet stuff falling from the sky. i'd seen it before but this time there was so much i could barely see and it made me cold - i ran right back inside and held it until it stopped. not much of a welcome home, huh?

i'm writing this post from my mom's bed. we took a nap together when we got back and it was so cozy. i'm glad to be back, but i also can't wait to go back to NJ for christmas (mostly because of santa paws, but also because i miss my grandma and grandpa and kiki!!)

i will never drive my mom's car!

click to read: Doggie Driver

how fun to have a holiday just for eating turkey!

yesterday was the famous thanksgiving id been looking forward to! in the morning my mom and grandma and aunt kiki gave me a haircut and a bath for the special day. i look pretty SPIFFY! we watched the parade, but my favorite was the DOG SHOW! i was rooting for annie the fuzzy white samoyed. she was a close friend of my doggie mommy's - she came to visit me when i was born. (her owners are italian, so i learned to speak it at a very young age. that is how im fluent in italian.)

but boy, did i love thanksgiving! i loved the way my moms pointy shoes made a clicky-clack every time she walked. i chased it all day. i love how after dinner we all snuggled in to watch elf together. babies, puppies, little boys and grown ups; sprawled all over the sofas, chairs and floor. we really looked like that netflix commercial. but of course, my favorite was the juicy, tender turkey eyeing me from the bottle of my bowl. i ate that up in a matter of seconds, gobble gobble!!

..life can be scary when you are only eight inches tall.

i am on vacation for thanksgiving, and i have some free time on my hands so i decided to make a blog! my name is bandit jack, but most people call me bandit and my mom calls me bandy. she rescued me about two and a half months ago and i am her first puppy! 

we live in florida because she is going to school but now we are in new jersey where it is much colder than i am used to. i took my first airplane flight to get here. im really scared of heights since i am so little, but since i could not look out the window from my carrier i felt a little better. i tried to tell myself over and over, "we are just in a really big and loud car that smells funny." i did not really mind it.

the highlight of my trip will be tomorrow. my mom promised to give me some turkey (even though my grandma already slipped some under the table)!

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