At camp I was the most beautiful dog. Charlie was the friendliest dog. He wanted to make friends with all the people, dogs and skunks in camp. Fortunately he did not make friends with the skunk even though he wanted to.
Jen, John and Charlie left after breakfast. They had to go home so Jen could go back to work. Jean took vacation from work so we could stay stay another day. We went on another long hike.
Then we went to the creek so Jim could go fishing. I don't understand fishing. He keeps throwing something in the water. I am not allowed to chase it. I like to chase things that people throw for me. It's called fishing but I never saw any fish.
Jean threw a stick for me to fetch.
Sometimes I just like to chew on my stick.
When we got back to camp I was tired and needed a nap.
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