Can't come home yet

I need new red eyes, mine aren't working. Otherwise, I'm sure I'd have been home by now. Dad wants to put holes in my bumper and screw on some new ones, Mom says NO. She doesn't want me to have new holes. I don't want me to have new holes either!

They worked on my red eyes for a long time. Sometimes they lit up and sometimes they didn't or they were on backwards.

But Grandpa Don gave me new black on my tongue so part of me is shiny and that makes me happy. He gave me a bottle too.

Dad put the new pigtail on me but I don't know why its called a pigtail, I'M NOT A PIG!  I don't look anything like a pig.

While Dad had my kicks off he got a look at my belly. I'm pretty simple, really.

He said if he wants to, he can just unbolt a few bolts and take my bottom off.

 

I like my bottom on.

Here's Dad and my pig tail.

It doesn't look like this...

Does it? Ok, maybe a little.

Anyway, the point is, I can't come home until Dad gets my eyes fixed so I'll sit at Grandpa Dons for a while.

Mom says I will have a garage to live in at home. With a Mustang. I'm wondering what a Mustang is?

My new life begins

I was pulled from my safe haven where I'd been sitting nice and comfy for a long, long time. I creaked and groaned a bit but it felt good to come out into the sunshine.

I was walked around and told I was filthy. What is filthy? Does anyone have a mirror?

The lady sprayed me and gave me a good massage; ah, that felt so good. Then she washed my eyes so I could see better.

I can SEE!

Another lady came and got inside my tummy and starter taking out all the junk I'd been saving all this time. Lots of junk came out. They didn't call it junk, they called it 'supplies'.

She said I have MILDEW and spiders! I'm glad those tickley things are gone.

The lady said I'm going to move. But they did move me, up onto the hill above my safe haven. I've been sitting here all summer. Once in a while someone comes to visit but not very often. I wonder what's up?

They did give me new kickers.

 My old ones were kinda cracked up, from all the laffing we have done over the years.

My new kicks are speedy fast and bright black. Yippee, I can't wait to go for a spin.

I can't wait to get out on the open road and have adventures again. I wasn't made to sit idle for year after year.

I promise, on my honor, to share everything with you, my fans. Everything I do at home or on trips, if I get new clothes or I have an operation. We should have a nice time together.

Love ya,
LRC