Betsy, Sam's mom, invited us over to play last week. Sam got a set of wheels for Christmas and he needed a gal to ride alongside him. Chloe thought his tractor was sexy when she first laid her blue eyes on it, but that sexiness soon turned to concern.
Sam had been drinking and driving and therefore ran into the trash can and bushes. Before backing out, Sam needed one last swig of the hard stuff--milk.
The scene above and the cackling mailman, is a good preface going into the next photo. Is preface the right word?
Chloe is hanging on and I'm beginning to get nervous. Sam spent most of the time going in circles. Chloe is looking at him like, "Why are you making that noise?"
Sorry Sam, she's not the dragging main type of gal buddy. Better luck next time, when you've had less milk.