So yesterday we took a road-trip to see our new puppy. On the interstate, we spotted a bunch of mattresses bouncing around.

Getting closer, we discover a sedan with three mattresses tied -- in haphazard fashion -- driving about 60 MPH.

The mattresses were bopping up and down and looked ready to fly away. I didn't stick around to watch the fun and accelerated past the rocket scientist.

Awww... look at the puppy!

It's a six-week old female standard (bred from champions, so we're told). This would be our second standard; our first is turning ten years old.
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