Holden and Phoebe

R&R at last! Mom called it right when she decided that it would be way too crazy for this old dawg at Thanksgiving with hyper Phoebe and Grandma and Grandpa Unger's rotty-shepherd mix, Dega. Instead of trekking down to Topsail Beach with the Unger-Youngs, I avoided all the chaos and spend a relaxing few days with Auntie Jenn, Uncle Aaron, and Gracie. Snooze, walk, snack, repeat. It was a good time. I did get to visit with the family, though. They picked me up on their way to the Virginia International Raceway, where Grandpa got to ride in a race car with Uncle Jeff. Mom went for a few laps, too. In the photo above, I'm serving as their pit crew. Who knew a race track could be so dog friendly? Maybe Uncle Jeff will take us back!