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[sid] => 152292
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[aid] => mick
[title] => No More trucking
[time] => 2009-08-16 19:34:23
[hometext] => A big truck pulled in here today and Leshay had a meltdown, that inspired this write lol
[bodytext] =>  Leshay and I left the room off for a little walk. Then off in the distance I heard it the sound of big big truck. It pulled into the hotel, much to my surprise. Leshay was at full attention I then saw it in her eyes. She began to get excited, then there went her tail. She was hell bent on taking off right over to the truck with big wheels. A tug of war then insued she against I. I told her NO that is not our truck from her I got no reply. So the battle in the parkling lot waged on. The two queens of our household. She determined she was going to go, me telling her again a firm no. I sighed for a moment as I looked over at that big truck. For that second I missed it then I had the call once more of the open road. Nope those days are over, Leshay was then throwing a fit. Giving me a big what far she wasn't about to quit. So I had to drag her along, had I let lose of the lease I fear she wouldnt look back and would be gone jumping right up in his seat. I think at times my furkids are confused. They are so used to being gone. The trucking furkids and us, but those days are now long gone. Back in the room we sit, Leshay sitting with a pout. Looking out the window knowing she wants to travel about. Those days are long gone. A fact is a fact. Leshay needs to get used to it too right along with Avalanche the cat. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 43 [informant] => shelby [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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