From Daddy's Rusty Old Transporter to Take Your Daughter to Work Day:

So, I'm not really feeling like myself since my second surgery thing. I'm in a lot of pain and it's hard for me to sleep. Mommy had to go back to work today so Daddy had to be Mr. Mom again.

He wasn't Mr. Mom for long though. Shortly after Mommy left for work, I started crying again so Daddy put me in HIS Transporter and drove around for a little bit. I fell asleep; however, it took me awhile because I had to get used to the creaks and pops and rumbles his Transporter makes.

Every time we stopped I would start crying again. When Daddy stopped for breakfast, at Mommy's work place, the person Mommy calls her "Manager" told her that it would be perfectly fine for me to stay with her in my "Joey Pouch" so Daddy could get some sleep.... apparently she too is a Mommy; but, her kids are MUCH bigger than me, so she knows that I'm going through a lot.

I'll let y'all know how much fun I had today when we get home