A couple of weeks ago my owners went on vacation, and while they were away they sent me to summer camp.
I have not been to camp since I was a Beagle Scout, but I loved it then and I love it now. The best part of being at summer camp is, well, the chance to do stuff - all sorts of stuff. From first thing in the morning until bedtime, the camp counsellors kept us busy with games, sports, food, hikes, swimming lessons and arts and crafts. Well, in all honesty I didn't do the swimming classes. I am a little nervous about being in water where I can't touch the bottom, so I got to practice catching balls instead while the other dogs went swimming. It was kind of nice because I'm getting pretty good at catching the balls - although I don't understand why I'm supposed to bring them back because when I do the humans just throw them again.
Swimming, on the other hand, has always been a bit of a problem for me, ever since I was in training at the Agency. All agents are supposed to be excellent swimmers, but for some reason I swim like a rock. Even as a puppy when I had some extra puppy fat, I couldn't stay afloat in a bath tub, much less a lake or a river. But as these things often go, it turned out I was really good at picking up and decoding secret messages on the trot, so I was allowed to stay on at the Agency and complete my training to be come a bone-carrying secret puppy agent.
I was at camp for a week and I had a great time - I highly recommend it to all puppies, whether they are secret agents or not. When my owners came to pick me up I was hot, dusty, tired and had four sore paws, and my collar was in tatters, but I had one of the biggest grins on my face I have ever had - I can't wait until next year.
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