Flying Away

Today I'm flying back to the east coast with my Mommy to see all my relatives back in "old country". Mommy's hoping that I do better on the plane ride than I did last night at dinner. Mommy decided that we should all go out to a fancy place, Il Fornaio, for a last dinner before flying off. I was enjoying myself for awhile, but the stately pace of the dinner became too much for me and by the time we got to the main course, I really wanted to go home. I cried and cried until Mommy and Daddy saw the wisdom of a "to go" version of the main course. We went home, I had some milk, and went straight to sleep. I was tired.