Thursday, June 2, 2011


A dog named Tiger was chasing a tennis ball when the tennis ball slipped and fell into the water. The tennis ball floated on down the river. These others are just friends, and they own the dog.

He was always going, always going. That was in the early stages.

My husband was oversees. It was women mostly, but it was fun. It’s a sled sliding. I’ve been on that, had a good time on the ice. If I could see on the back, then I could tell you what they are doing. But there’s nothing on the back, so I don’t know. Fun. Fun.

Jennie and Pete are on the Mississippi River. They are just friends who go to school together. There is no romance there, just friends. I thought it was overseas, but it isn’t. I was mistaken.

I got in my car and went. Sometimes it’s cold. Other times it’s very warm. We traveled around the area there. It’s cold and snowing. However, it doesn’t look cold. The puppy dog is on the bottom, almost lost. They have to drag him back.

It’s fun in Europe. They are going down there in that dog. He got himself wet. The mother is way back trying to hang on to everything. The dog is getting pulled in. It was in Europe, I know.

They are dressed in short sleeves and shorts because they didn’t know that it was going to get cold. It looks like they have no blankets or jackets, but the campground is in the distance. It is not part of this picture. They have supplies. Wherever they go, they go and the dog goes with them. I’m not sure if this is the right one. The dog doesn’t like being wet and cold. They will pull him out the water, dry him off, wrap him in a blanket, and give him something to eat. Dry him off; it is snowing in a lot of places. Dry your dog off everywhere. Snowy, snowy.

I think those are skiers. I can’t remember if they did. The other dogs are here and there. It is hard to figure them out. Off and on. You hit that snow and golly darn, you slide. See that dog is freezing his buns off. They will go to their campsite, fix a hamburger, baked potato and salad. Then they will go to bed. They are experienced campers who know what happens when you leave the campground unguarded. They brought extra supplies in case raccoons and bears come and eat their food. The best thing about camping is being together, enjoying food and friends. You need to go. Just like me. Out in the open air, independent.

It’s hard to tell you, because they start out, and then they are somewhere other than they want to be. There’s so much to see and so much to do. So busy all the time. You don’t realize it until you are in the middle of it, and then you know you are there. It is beautiful. Everything tastes better like that.

The only problem was the dog falling in, but other than that, the trip was uneventful. They stayed the night, packed their things and went home to Selma, Alabama. They thought they were lost, but they had a great time anyway. The adventure made a wonderful tale for a young son to tell in his classroom the next day.

Patricia, Barbara, Gretchen, Jeanne, Alice

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