I am sorry it has been so long since I've written. I have been gone alot with my family. They have been taking me camping alot. I really enjoy it and they are really nice with the treats when they are on coming and going and constantly leaving me alone in the trailer. I think I heard them call this a vacation. It wasn't a vacation for me! I had less space to make them throw my bone and other toys and when I wanted to go outside they hooked me on a long leash that was around a tree and when the deer came up to our camp, I could'nt quite reach them. I tried and tried but to no avail. My mom took me to the place where all the people were wearing alot less clothes and took me out into the water there. I was afraid. I didn't know what was happening, but before I even realized what was happening, I was moving my front and back legs back and forth very fast and I was moving. Mom said, "Good boy, you are swimming"! I didn't care what she called it I was just trying to get back to shore. Well, we were there for quite a while and I started to get cold so mom got in dads truck, and drove me back to the camper. Guess what?! Cold wet things are made even worse when you walk into a trailer with the AC set on 72. It is a big camper but, still, confined space for the cold air!!!! I thought I was going to turn into a frozen doggy pop! I did survive, cuz my mom, she wrapped me in a towel and dried me off pretty good and then combed my hair and then told me somthing that hurt my feelings. "Roscoe", she said, " I am going back to the swimming hole, we'll be back in a little bit. Behave yourself". And with that, she left me.........Again! I survived. I did leave them message though. I like to eat things, anythings, stuff off the floor, jewelry, paper and anything that is small enough for me to hide in my mouth when they are trying to get it out! Apparently something didn't like my tummy and decided to come back out! In a hurry! All over their bed, some magazines and books they were reading and all over the little girls sleeping bag and stuff. I got even!
Then they came back, my mom started crying and I was starting to feel pretty bad. She was moaning that it was all in the heater vent and all over the vent itself. Ok, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, she's not listening! She's hunched over the vent and using something that she's turning and turning.......I'm getting dizzy just watching. Oh, the vent. Man that smells bad. Moms a sympathy puker too. Should be interesting! hehe
Ok what's not so funny is that I was next. I guess she thought that since she'd had to clean just about everything else in the bedroom, I had to be next. I tried telling her that I got it all out, that there was nothing left and none of it landed on me but I guess she was still pretty upset cuz she started removing my collar and I know what that means.......a bath! I don't really care for them cuz I'm so thin, I get cold really quick and she is really good about keeping me warm and all but still the water gets in my eyes and she rubs stuff all over me and so on...
Oh well, I'll survive. Time for more fun on this vacation! I sure hope she doesn't expect me to go down the river with them!!!!!! Ain't gonna happen in this lifetime!!!