Friday night the stroller finally arrived. There were a few parts to put together but once it was all set up I jumped right on in. Kaze and I both fit in there just fine. But then we got kicked out! They let Chase have the first ride. Something about him being the easiest.

Luckily they came back and took me out next. At first it was a lot of fun. There are so many incredible smells outside and noises, and the air smells soooo good. We walked down a few blocks and then up and over. About 3/4 of the way through I got bored. It takes a lot to keep my attention and I was just plain bored. So I decided to meow. Its not my fault it was 11pm and I sound like a baby being killed when I use my upset meow. The people picked up the pace. They kept almost passing people with dogs (and they might have known the people) so they kept ducking down dark streets trying to hide me and my protests. Just as they thought they were home safe I started screaming in front of the nosy neighbors house. She did a double take as she watched us turn into our driveway. She thinks the people are crazy.

To wrap it up I'm going to say the stroller can be fun but not for long periods of time. Also, if I had Kaze with me I might not have been so bored.