My most recent adventure to a chilly place occurred last weekend. We went cabinning. I thought that I knew these particular peeps, but they pretended to be cold-weathered and kept calling me an Eskimo. And me without my dog sled accompaniment...
That night I got to watch my first bbq and campfire. No one would give me a toasted marshmallow. I woke up really early on Sunday and rolled around on Mum and Pappa's sleeping bag. Then we went to watch the ducks. Pappa woke up even earlier and said he saw a family of otters, but they were already taking their nap by the time we got to the lake. Bryce only barked at the ducks, while Angel barked at everything except the ducks.
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