The thing I miss most about California is pulling my dad on his skateboard. Ruby pulls mom, because neither of them can go as fast as us. It’s just me and dad passing the bikes and other dogs, going SO fast. We used to go skateboarding in Venice beach every weekend. There is so many different people and smells, and so many other dogs. It is the best. I don’t really get to pull the skateboard much anymore…thats not to say I don’t like it here, I just miss living near that beach.
The other day mom got the idea to take us for a skateboard ride on a bike path that goes next to this big river. My mom has the best ideas.I was beyond excited when dad pulled the skateboards out and put them into the car. I couldn’t wait to get out of the car. And as soon as we did, I ran as fast as I could.
We had to stop becasue Mom got scared, and so Dad took both Ruby and I. And that’s when I figured it out. She kept up with me. She never keeps up with me at skateboard pulling. I am always the faster one. Something must be wrong.
When we stopped to rest, I layed down in the water, and I couldn’t get back up the hill from the river (dad had to help me). We didn’t even go that far. I fell asleep on dads lap on the ride home, and boy did I sleep great that night. Although I sleep pretty great every night, and most days too.
I must be out of shape. Ruby might be a little out of shape too…just sayin. She wasn’t THAT fast. There is only one solution. Mom and dad should take me skateboarding way more. Please tell them to take me more. I’m a good boy.
Clyde
