This past weekend I took a little trip with the dog and Mini Whipped to visit various friends in Michigan. The baby was asleep in the back seat and the dog snoozing on my lap as I cruised down Lake Michigan Drive heading towards Grand Rapids. A Dairy Queen loomed ahead. A Dairy Queen with a drive-through. I used my will power and drove on past. I lost my will power and circled back. They offered me a Pup Cup. I assumed it was water for the dog and declined. Upon handing my Peanut Butter Cup Blizzard to me they asked, “Are you sure he wouldn’t like a little ice cream? It’s free.”
Okay.
A small cup of vanilla ice cream was handed through the window. Just then, Nigel stirred, sniffed and started licking. I saw a thought bubble form above his furry little head…. “Jackpot.”