I Love It When We're Cruising Together

It's not my fault that I haven't been blogging lately.  Momma has been busy with blah, blah, blah so I spend my days waiting for her to turn on the computer.  Days go by as I wait and wait and wait.  But today when I woke up I told Momma that I wanted to tell everyone about the fun I had on Sunday.  

Sunday was a perfect summer day so Momma and Daddy decided that we should take a little cruise in Cheeto.  Unfortunately, I had to sit in back in my car seat.  Even though I don't mind my car seat, I hate to sit in the back.  I'm a front seat kind of pug.  The back seat is for sissies!

To show my disgust for being forced in the back seat I decided to play sick.  I slumped down in my seat, put my head on the edge facing Momma, and pouted.  

When the pouting didn't work I sat up and looked confused.  Note my left ear is sticking up.  This is my sick look.  Too bad it didn't work.

I tried to enjoy the ride as best I could.  With the wind blowing my ears to and fro, I wondered where the heck we were going.  No one said a word until we drove past a welcome sign.

We were in Lake Geneva, WI!  Momma and Daddy thought it would be the perfect place to spend the day.  I couldn't agree more!

The first place I headed for was the beach.  I wondered why this silly fence was wrapped around the beach.  What's the deal, people?

"Let me in beach people!  I want to run on the beach, play in the water, and lounge like a lizard.  Open up!"

The beach people totally ignored me!  I was so mad and then Momma told me that dogs weren't allowed on the beach.  "Excuse me?  No dogs?  What kind of beach is this?  I'm outta here!"

Since the beach was a no go, I decided to head over to Dogs in the Park.  Now this looked like my type of place except that they weren't open.  And it wasn't a dog restaurant.  Waaaaahhhhh!

It was a good thing that Daddy stopped for bagels because I was starving.  

"Still starving down here!"

Too bad I didn't even get a bite of a bagel.  But when Momma said we were heading over to Popeyes I knew I'd be in business.

Too bad it was the wrong Popeyes!  Waaaaahhhhh!

Momma and Daddy decided we should walk around the town since the beach was off limits.   Daddy was scoping out all the motorcycles as we walked.  There were lots of them and he was upset that he didn't have his that day.

Momma scoped out this cute little scooter.  Since there wasn't room for me to cruise with her I told her to keep walking.

Then I scoped out this store.  YAY!  I pulled Momma in there because I knew there'd be something with my name on it.

Ooh la la!  I wanted one of each but Momma said I could only buy one.  I picked the biggest one available, the 3 foot tall pork stick.  The sales lady had to break it in half so it would fit in Cheeto.  I told Momma I would eat a foot so it would fit but to no avail.

Next to the food store was a gift shop.   This sign was in the window and after I saw the beast named Zoey there was no way I was saying hi.

I don't know what kind of work Zoey does but she sure was mean.  I think she was in charge of security because all she did was bark and growl.  No one could even walk past her to go into the shop!

Soon it was time to head home so I bid farewell to Lake Geneva.  Ears up, toes down, and in the front seat, I headed out of town, next destination home sweet home.

It wasn't long before I was asleep on Momma's lap in the front seat. 

I sure hope I can go back to Lake Geneva before the summer is over because I had a great time.  Or maybe we can take a nice autumn drive up there to check out all the fall colors.  Either way, I will be back!