When Dad came back, he said the guy was a “storm chaser” and he was headed in the same direction as us. The guy told Dad that we needed to hurry to get past some “bad” clouds.

My Alaska Adventure Trip (Day 4):  We woke up bright and early the next day. After Mom and I took one last stroll around the neighborhood, we hopped into Graycie-van and settled in. ad got comfy in his spot behind the wheel, and soon Graycie-van was purring along in her usual way that makes everything outside whiz by us.

Max gazes out the window. Max's Alaska Adventure Trip (Day 2): This was a hot day. The sun was blazing, and I got to experience something new... It was my first time to spend some time alone inside Graycie-van while Mom and Dad explored outside. But guess what? I wasn't scared at all! I love having my own space, especially with my cozy low bed in Graycie-van. It's the perfect spot for amazing naps anytime! The temperature is always just right and I feel as safe and secure as

My Alaska Adventure Trip (Day 1): The day we left for our adventure was a scary day for me. Mom and Dad were excited and I heard them talking to each other a lot about things that were not interesting to me ( maps, schedules, passports, supplies, warm clothes, etc ) as they moved back and forth from our big home den carrying things to the small, gray moving den outside that Mom calls our Graycie-van. I tried to be good and even napped a bit until Dad loaded me into Graycie-va

Hello, my name is Max Sweet. This is my story about going to Alaska with mom and dad in our moving den (a camper van) all the way from Texas and back. My story is dedicated to all my friends at the animal shelter.