October 21st 2008 3:58 pm
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My daddy got transferred to a new place and me and him and mama aren't living in a house anymore. We are all living in daddy's "dog house". Okay it's really called a travel trailer.
I kinda don't like this place cause there's not a doggie door for me to go out of anytime I want and I have to be on a leash everytime I do go out. But then in a way, I like it cause mama has to go with me everywhere.
Well, me and mama went walking the other day when I first got here. There is water all over the place just like there was when we camped at the lake. I wanted to cool my feet off and get a drink so I stepped in it and took a big ole lick. YUCK!!!!! Someone must have spilled the salt shaker in that hole. We walked on a little further and I tried another hole and it tasted like salt too. I bet my granny is gonna be really mad cause with all the salt in this water, there's probably not any left to put on food.
We went on back to the trailer and I noticed that the salt shaker on the table was full. Mama you better lock the door and hide that cause there's gonna be furless ones all over you fur that salt.
Mama explained that we are at the bay and the water is supposed to be salty. I sure don't understand why anyone would want salty water but "oh well". As long as you keep my bowl full of "good" water, I don't have a problem with it.
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