Dear Diary,
This morning was bananas. I was minding my own business, curled up in my blanket burrito, when I overheard the dogs gossiping like a pack of drama llamas.
Apparently, Reggieāyes, that Reggieātried to be like his sisters, Arya and Willow, who love sticking their noses out the car window like itās some kind of wind buffet. Reggie, in his usual jealous fashion, decided he wanted in on the action. But hereās the thing⦠Reggie is built like a sack of potatoes with legs.
So when he jumped up to get his snout in the breeze, he overshot the mark and launched himself out the window. OUT. THE. WINDOW.
Willow said Dadās face turned ghost-white. Arya couldnāt stop laughing and said Reggie looked like a flying duffel bag doing parkour. Thankfully, Dad pulled over like a superhero, scooped Reggie up, checked him over, and gave him a full spa treatment when they got homeānew sweater, lotion on his road rash, the works.
I still canāt believe it happened. Reggieās grounded. No more windows down for him. Ever.
Bellatrix, of course, chimed in with, āWhy didnāt you escape while you had the chance?ā
Reggie, still salty, replied, āBecause Iām not a criminal, Iām a victim of gravity.ā
Iām never riding in a car with those maniacs.
Sincerely,
Ace ā Witness to Chaos š¾

