Entry Eight
It was a long trip in a car that has seen better days. I sat in back with the children who sang happily, and looked out the window as we drove through the countryside. Where were we going? Who will we meet? Will it be warm or cold there? Will there be other dogs or will I be by myself? It really does not matter. I was with my family now. They loved me and I loved them and all was well. I think I will love my new home.
