By-line: The Pete

My weekend at camp

So, Mom and Dad headed off to the mountains this weekend to celebrate Mommy's birthday. But the weekend didn't start off so great. I knew that she wasn't feeling well when she came home on Thursday night and said, "Pete, Mommy isn't feeling well. Let's go snuggle." Being the good boy that I am, I obliged her. I kept her warm when she had the chills and gave her my healing kisses when I felt that she was too hot with fever.

By the next morning, Mommy felt better enough to go on the trip with Dad, so they sent me off to camp for the weekend! Yippee! I really love going to camp. I get special play times and walks, and all of my stays usually end with a lavish bath. I was so happy to see Mommy and Daddy on Sunday when they picked me up. My report card was glowing with praise as usual, so when I got home I received lots of love and special treats!

But man! I was pooped. Being around all those other dogs wears me out. There are so many new friends to meet and talk to, butts to sniff, messages to howl...in fact, I fell asleep on the floor while Mom and Dad were watching TV last night and I started to howl in my sleep!

Even more fun in store for this weekend...my Oma and Opa come all the way from Atlanta for a visit!