A Big Snake Bit Him - In The Fanny

Dear Mom,
It's hot here at Camp. I mostly run around in the wee wee hours of the morning (you know when I get Dad up cause I have to wee wee at 4:30 am?)
No one is up then. I have to bark and bark and bark to wake stuff up!

I'm getting good at frisbee now. Dad says I need to quit chewing on it though or there won't be anything left to throw. Maybe you can bring a new one when you come to visit?

Dad's friend John came by yesterday and brought him some long green things. He put them on the picnic table. I really really really wanted to know what they were - but Dad said "NO - leave them alone." when I tried to smell them. Dad went in the garage, and nobody said "No" when I tried to smell them again. Interesting, so I carried them over in the shade to examine them more closely later. I knew I wasn't going to get to all of them, so I buried one (he called it a cucumber). I guess just because Dad isn't there to SAY "NO" doesn't mean it isn't still "NO" He didn't get real mad at me, but he's still looking for that cucumber. I'm saving it for you though, Mom!

What's Herbie doing? He didn't REALLY go on a roller coaster did he? No FAIR! I want to go too!

Dad's been letting me stay in the cabin by myself a little bit without putting me in 'the box'. It's a lot cooler in there, and my water doesn't get hot. I haven't tasted it good yet, but that leather couch sure looks yummy.

I'm counting down the days til you get here Mom, only 10 more!
What are you getting Herbie for his birthday on the 3rd? Maybe I'll give him that cucumber ......

love,
Chief

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