We overestimated how much we could fit in the truck and had to give away a small apartment worth of stuff, it was probably for the best, but it was hard.
Our dog Izzy, knew we were leaving and she was watching us like a hawk to make sure we didn't leave her. She sat by the car to be sure.
Everybody got caught up on cuddle time.
So if it wasn't bad enough that we were driving from Tennessee to California jam packed into the cab of a rental truck, Bryant decided to make the trip more interesting by driving it straight. Let that sink in a little. 38 hours, like 5 square feet, 2 big dogs, and us. . .it was great. here are some pics of the stuff we saw.
|a bunch of nothing|
|Sadly, a big cow farm.|
|and a giant cross somewhere in Texas.|