|Me, ignoring my ball.|
I know what you're thinking, and YES, I did go back to camp on Friday.
I totally forgot to be nervous about it after "the incident" last week, and it all went just fine.
I came home so tired I actually did not want to play with my ball.
I am not sure that this has EVER happenned before.
I pretty much hung with my dad all weekend while Mom had one of her cleaning frenzy weekends.
SHE WASHED MY BED, which I don't like it all.
But better my bed than me, puppers.
Better the bed than me!