I'm sitting at the kitchen table and Diesel keeps bumping my leg with his nose. Bump. Bump Bumpbump. He's still wearing his camping collar from this past weekend... I can't help but wonder if the bumps are his way of saying: Let's go! Let's go! Let'sgo-let'sgo-let'sgo camping again!
Ok, so it's really me saying, Let's go! But I can't help it - we have just too much fun when we go out to the Country.
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|From left to right: B, G, Ivan, and Churchill|
The weather was absolutely beautiful. Perfect for hanging up my new hammock and enjoying a lazy afternoon. In fact, I think we all enjoyed that hammock.
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