Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Letters to Home from Camp
Hi Dad and Mom,
They told me you are missing me, a little extra, right now. I mean, heck, surely you miss me all the time, right! Right!

Elway and I play tug-o-war with lots of things. I usually just lay there and let him pull. Might as well let the old guy do all the work, right? Sometimes he wins. He outweighs me, but I'm gaining on him.

Sometimes I win!Having a buddy is nice. We head-wrestle a lot. It drives your Dad a little crazy, but we think it's grand fun. Your Dad also seems to get a little annoyed if I lick the food on their plates at night, I don't get it - I only take a little.

I'm wrecking the yard a little bit, but Elway started it. (I like this having an older brother to blame everything on!) I like to think of it as free aerating.

I especially like running all the way to the bottom, looking over the fence at the squirrels and chipmunks. Now and then there's this big animal, with stick up ears and big eyes, a soft black nose like mine. I really like them! Sometimes they let me stand there and watch them. Some of them have spots on them. One has horns on his head, but I'm a little afraid of him.

I don't always come when they call me, especially if it's bedtime. It's so much more fun staying out here running around, smelling all the strange smells, eating leaves and sticks. At night that's really fun because they can't see me so well, and they stand up there on that deck, in their funny pajamas and call and call. Sometimes I just stand at the bottom and laugh at them. Don't tell them that.

We have school, where they try to teach me to sit and come and kennel up. Elway runs after the ball and brings it back to them. I think it's much more fun to run after Elway who is running after the ball, and chew on his head the whole way back. It works for me.

I like the mailman, Zeke. He brings Elway and I treats and rubs our heads. He's nice. Your Mom cleans my ears out every Sunday (you know they get gunky), and she combs my coat. It's growing, I'm starting to look like a Big Dog. Whippee!

I love having a brother and a yard. My Yard. But I still miss you two. Come see me and we'll run through it together.

  posted at 8:34 AM

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