Turns out, hot dogs are tricky things to eat when you're in a van. Who knew?
I licked the bun for a while but it started getting soggy and falling apart. Also the hot dog just rolled out. Where DID that thing go?
I looked under the wrapper, but it wasn't there. Hot dogs are sneaky things.
I finally found it, and got a bite in, but it rolled right off the seat and down beside the door. My hot dog got away, because hot dogs are sneaky things when they're in a van.
After that fiasco, mom went to the grocery store and I had to stay in the van by myself. But I spent my time wisely while she was gone. I am learning to drive! Today, I mastered the turning signal and windshield wiper. She was so surprised by my new skills when she turned on the van and realized what I'd done.
I'm the smartest dog ever. Next week, I'll be driving myself to get hot dogs.