I hope my letters from camp aren't boring. I know you will be home soon, so you will probably see me before you receive this letter. Oh well.
Today was another trip to the dog park. We go at the crack of dawn. Sometimes only 2-3 other dogs are there when we arrived. But it is nice and cool that early, and we get a lot of running time. I have a new friend, Emma. Toby and I like to play 'keep away' with her. We get her tennis ball and we RUN away from her. It is very entertaining.
Yesterday.... we had the dumbest craft to create. I think the dumb camp counselor read about making ear covers for dogs --- as if we need them here in the desert!
Anyway, she cut sleeves off an old t-shirt and put the sleeve over our nose and then pulled it back to our ears. Anyway, I will NEVER EVER do this again - and neither will Shado. Don't you agree we look stupid? And to think it was 80 degrees while we were 'crafting'. The camp counselor owed me lots of POOL time for this awful activity.
pool time, dog park time, more pool time.
But I think siesta time is coming up soon. I can see that Shado is already checking for light leaks.
I won't be far behind. Camp is tiring! The bearded camp counselor has us playing 'catch the ball' three times a day - you ought to see the other guys jump to catch balls! I wait until the ball bounces, and then I steal it. But the bearded guy always finds another ball to throw - so no one chases me much.
Off to nap. I'll sure be glad when you guys get home!! I hope you haven't forgotten me...
I'm waiting for the call that I can come home!