About Brian

So far, the 1400 miles we've driven seems to be fairly easy going. I drove yesterday almost the entire day... something like 12 hours or more. I was fine in daylight but once the sun went down, I was suddenly and intensely sleepy. I just could not help it. I might have been the fact that I had driven 12 hours already... or the 3 or 4 caffeinated drinks might have contributed... In any case, I had to give in and let dad drive the last half-hour to Columbia, Missouri.

Once we checked in a got into the room, I was feeling pretty dead. But Brian had other ideas. Having spent those 12 hours in his cage behind the driver seat, he was flying... literally bounding off the walls and the furniture and everything else in sight. If only we had a little red jump suite for him, he might have been a character from The Incredibles! He ran the length of the room and jumped up on the high bed and then leaped across 5 feet to the other bed and then down and then up and down and up and down and up... he'd run and jump and then repel off the wall to get up higher like one of those kung fu movies! With wings, his little tail could be a propeller!

Anyway... you get the idea. By the end of each day, Brian the super pup is ready to race fighter jets with intent to win. Amazingly enough, though, he's really good all day otherwise. He wimpers only once in a long while in the back. Most of the time he's so quiet I have sudden fears that we might have accidentally left him behind somewhere. Everywhere we go, people love him... but the point of all this is to say that I love him.