Last night I was watching my favorite TV show "Dogs In The City" when I realized that it was getting close to the weekend. "Hey Mom" I barked, "we still going camping this weekend?"
She said we were and that she had actually been doing some things that very day in order to get ready. I asked her what she had done and she started talking about turning the fridge on in the trailer and making up the bed. "What" I asked, really confused. "I thought we were sleeping under the stars - in the dirt." That was when mom gave me a few more details about our trip. It turns out that this is a weekend family camp with our church and we are taking our trailer. But she promised there will still be hiking and water and plenty of things for me and Stanley to do to have fun. She also promised me and Stanley could still get dirty.
So now that I know all about that, I'm trying to figure out this flying disc thingie. So far all I seem to be able to do it get my legs stuck in it. I think I might take it camping and practice it with Stanley.
It sounds like we're going to have lots of fun. I better get rested up. Zzzzzzzzzz . . . .