🐾 Reggie’s Diary – Entry #404: Window of Regret 🐶

Dear Diary,

Yesterday… I flew.

It started out like any other glorious car ride. Arya and Willow had their snouts out the back windows, catching all the good smells. I was up front with Dad, feeling the wind in my jowls, living the dream. I thought, “Hey, I can do that too. I’m just as graceful. I’m aerodynamic!”

Spoiler alert: I am not aerodynamic.

One second I was leaning out, the next—poof—I was airborne. I flopped out like a sack of potatoes doing a belly flop on asphalt. Dad screamed. Arya laughed so hard she snorted. Willow said Dad’s face turned ghost-white. I think I saw my life flash before my eyes… mostly snacks and naps.

Luckily, Dad pulled over like a superhero, scooped me up, checked every inch of me, and gave me the deluxe spa treatment when we got home. Sweater swap, lotion on my road rash, and a full cuddle inspection.

Today, on the ride home, Dad held onto my back like I was a flight risk. Which, let’s be honest—I am.

Bellatrix asked, “Why didn’t you escape while you had the chance?”

I told her, “I wasn’t escaping. I was falling with style.”

No more windows down for me. I’ve learned my lesson. Sort of.

Grumpily grounded,

Reggie