My First Trip to the Cabin
A pup's best friend? The family getaway.
Published:
September 1, 2008
Photo by Kristi Portugue This morning I was tugging on Neptune’s tail trying to get him to play, when Mom whisked me up and tucked me into my crate with a toy. As she carried me out to the car, she said with her happy voice that we were going to the cabin … that I would really like it there … and that we’re going to be traveling there a lot. I tried to stay awake, but quickly fell asleep. I woke up with a start. Why are Neptune and Ocea barking like that? Oh boy, they’re excited! And here comes Dad. “Let me outta here! Where are we? Okay, thanks, Pops. Now, let me down! That’s better.” I can’t believe my nose – there are so many things to sniff! Dirt, leaves, pine needles, the woods, deer trails, the lake, fish ... oh boy! “Mom, Mom, what’s this place?” |
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