Once upon a time (or you may call it last weekend), two dogs went on an amazing adventure. They explored miles and miles of woods sniffing and marking nearly everything as their own as they made their way to a campsite among the trees.
Once there, they played and played and then watched their father start a fire. They were very impressed at his use of flint and steel while using no matches or lighters.
They even tried to help with the sticks.
However, once it was blazing they wanted nothing to do with it. The marshmallows that came with it, though, were another story. The dogs loved the little bit of sweet sugary goodness.
The dogs slept in a tent. Or, they occasionally napped while never really settling in for the night. Really, where were the special, extra plush dog begs they are accustomed to?
When they woke up in the morning, the gear was loaded and they began the hike out. Conveniently, the dogs had their parents with them to carry everything for them, leaving them free to swim, play, and get in a few last sniffs.
Two happy, wet, tired dogs arrived back at the end of the trail glad for their adventure and ready for a soft place to lay down. It may have been the best weekend they'd ever had.
And they lived happily ever after...
I love it! We keep saying we need to get Slurpee one of those dog carrying packs, so she can haul her own treats and water! And she does the same- never really rests well in a tent, and LOVES to swim and explore through the woods.
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