Flying to Charleston . . .

 I was so tired on the way to the airport,

because I didn't get my usual beauty sleep.

I couldn't really get excited about going bye bye in the airplane.

Once we were in the airport, though,

I started to get excited.

All the people want to see me and say "hi" to me.

I feel like a movie star.

Mommy is always so proud of me.

I watched out the window of the airplane almost the whole flight.

I'm not scared of anything.

When we got there,

I napped in the backseat.

Mommy says I'm a good little traveler.  

She does get tired of explaining what a Poochin is, though.

Everyone wants to know all about me.