The other day I was enjoying my morning meditations when I was rudely awakened by the sound of boisterous activity in the back of my estate.
A glance out the window revealed these hearty chaps digging about in PeeWee's rock garden. Huh?
Perhaps they all have hungry labradorks at home.
Still, it was most annoying and so when momma asked me if I would like to go to camp for a couple of days I replied with enthusiasm.
Sadly, PeeWee came along too. Lucky for me, I was able to nab the optimal seat in the mastiff mobile. Amazing how confined it seems when you add a mutant labrafool.
Now I LOVE camp. And when we got there I was so happy to go and greet my pals that I did not even stop to pose for a photo. Naturally, I get the penthouse suite given my full sizedness.
PeeWee had an adjacent room. I liked having the little guy close by, but I didn't really want to share my space with him.
Camp is always fun, but by Sunday night I was feeling a bit homesick and so I called momma and asked if she could come and get me.
Apparently I had made an unfortunate choice in scheduling my departure because we were in the midst of a meteorological event. The nice inn keepers told me that momma had phoned and said she might not make it in time to get me because trees were down and roads were flooded.
Here is an actual photo from her journey.
But she did make it (with three minutes to spare mind you). I couldn't wait to get back home.
Momma let me get in the mastiff mobile first, but somehow stupid PeeWee managed to squirm his wee self into my Mango spot for maximum ride enjoyment. See his little beady eyes there?
Look at this! Only room for my large and needing soft surfaces head. Not to mention, dangerously close to his stinky labrabutt.
Driving up to my estate, I observed that some sort of bizarre Stonehenge like constructions had been going on. How alarming. I KNEW I shouldn't have left those rock digging thugs here unattended.
But in the back.... check it out! Yuh! I now have my own brick path to the barn.
Plus, PeeWee's rock garden has been replaced with rocks which I doubt even he can swallow.
Here is a token labraphoto. See what a generous chap I am with my bloggy?
Camp is fun, but nothing beats my own bed in my own dog cave.
But wait, there's more! After momma retired for the evening, I snagged the flashy beast and look what I found on it!
Why, that is my own momma, with Miss Asta! Huh? What exactly happened whilst I was enjoying my sleepover? That does not look like my estate. Is it possible that Momma tricked me into going to camp so that she could run away and visit Asta without ME? Impossible!
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. I was using one of those fancy pants google templates and some people could not see my most amazing header photo with some browsers. I switched it back to a classic template. Hope that works for everybody.