Here is what it looked like from the broken bridge. The traffic backed up for miles and miles. That's my pal Sean in the hat. He can make anything work better. But the Bridge Troll (yes, they do exist and they are real! I saw him!) wouldn't let Sean fix the bridge. So Sean had to back that 40 foot RV up about a mile. He didn't even run over the dead racoon that was in the road. Sean is a good driver and he makes everything look so easy.
Meanwhile, the white car with the door open is my favorite car in the world. Or at least it was. Now I have another new favorite car. It has my own air conditioner, shades to keep the sun off me when I sleep and I get a whole big long seat to stretch out on - all my own. I bet at least two dogs could fit on that seat. I wonder if Henry would like to ride in my new car?
I will miss the little white car with the top that comes off. I liked to ride with my face in the air. But I like it just as much when I hang my face out the window!
