Bound to cross the line

Where were they going today? It seemed like an adventure when they left, but now... well, now Tate wasn't so sure. It was a lot of walking. What were they even meant to do on walks? Long walks... bleh. All Potato really wanted to do these days was take naps and pester his siblings. If he could pester them into wrestling that was even better. It was hard to wrestle and walk at the same time. It was hard to do much other than focus on walking and walk at the same time! After all, how was Tate meant to keep from tripping over his own paws? Ugh.

Still, they got closer to the border, and that was cool. Would this be the day that ma said they could cross the boarder? That would be even cooler. An adventure. A real adventure. There was the smell of something nearby, something that sorta smelled like lunch. Ma had asked Rheum about it, and now that they were paused Tato could pull himself into a low crouch and look intently at his sister. He was hopefully obscured just enough by a stray shadow, and she wasn't paying that much attention anyway... or at least, that's what Potato thought. He'd stay, crouching and watching and waiting, half listening to ma's lesson.

"Potato"