October 12th 2012 12:06 am
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I've been to camp TWICE now.
They call it a variety of names.
Camp. Doggie daycare. Playtime with others. Socialization.
I have one word for it -
I'm a little scardey cat at home & won't go for a walk unless my WHOLE family is involved, but I won't let a Frankfurter challenge me!
But CAMP??? Really???
Am I getting another leg cut off???? OH DOGGGGG!!!! Am I NEVER gonna see my mama and daddy again???
I don't play with the other dogs yet because I'm SO SCARED, but the hoomans say I'm SWEET!!!
Maybe one day soon.
Mama & Pops are 'prepping' me for boarding they say. Soon!
At least they keep coming back for me!!!!
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Ob corse dem r gonna keep comin' back fur yu, Buddha! Dem wuff yu tu peeces! No peeple r gonna tuch any ob yur lil' leggies - I pwomise! It sounds wike it mite eben be (bwace yurselb) F-U-N :D
I hab neber beened tu camp or daycare cuz my own Momma r skeered ob hur own shadow an' hur needs me wif hur all da time. It wood be cute if it wuz nod so pafetik :D
Sweetheart.... its hard... us mere hoomans just cant reassure you its going to be ok....
Hmmm, I's never been to camp either, but me and momma has been camping out in da living room lately. BOL!