Bluebonnet Misery!

Hogan Here!

I have lived through three years of bluebonnets with no awards for endurance. Making matters worse, each year I have to ride in a car with a safety restraint.  And, the restraint is turquoise! What self-repecting dog wants to be put in restraints?  And why should I like turquoise? I don't like turquoise anymore than I like bluebonnets.

Going further on this subject, I get car sick.  It's nothing that I can help.  I turn green around the jowls and no one notices.  Instead, every year I am offered a part of a hamburger and cold fries half way to the destination.  Can't touch the stuff.  And, again, I don't like bluebonnets.

Once we arrive at our destination, cameras fly out of the trunk, a leash replaces the seat restraint and I am out of the car being led to a field where many family pets and little children have been before me and many will follow.

Once I get to the field,  it is all about sitting still, looking canine and gazing over a sea of blue.  Cameras click.  And, cameras click some more.

This year, the bluebonnets hadn't matured to a full bloom.  Instead, I was looking at bluebonnet puppies that didn't want to see me anymore than I wanted to see them! But, cameras didn't care how we felt.  Cameras click.  And cameras click some more.

Then, we drove home.  That was it!  After several hundred clicks of the camera, we drove home.

And, with all of that work, only one good picture was produced.

Dognapped for just one picture!  And you know what was the worst part of this adventure.  No one thought to sound the Amber alert.  I guess EVERYONE was out in the bluebonnets.  That's Texas!

THE ONE GOOD PICTURE

BLUEBONNET MISERY