Son is going off to Summer Camp on Saturday morning. He is going to Falls Creek, a Baptist Summer Camp in the Arbuckle Mountains of south central Oklahoma.
Anybody up for a walk? Ginger always is. Look at that tail action.
This is a major step up for him. He has been to camp three times but they have all been special needs camps with all sorts of trained help and supports built in. Falls Creek is just a regular summer camp so he is going to have to step up a little bit. We think he is up to it.
(Our little pomeranian is uncontrollable at the start of a walk.)
At the other camps we or Heather have been there to help him get set up with his bunk and get unpacked, bed made, and gear stashed away. This time he is riding a bus from the church parking lot and will have to get himself set up.
(Ginger is old hat at this walking thing. She keeps looking back at me. She likes to be the lead dog.)
He is not usually nervous about stuff but he is nervous about this. So that makes us nervous. Which makes him even more nervous. He is going to be fine though. He will be with a friend of his and people who know him and who will watch over him.
(We are kind of all spread out. The family doesn’t wait while I take pictures of this that and whatever.)
I imagine that he’ll have a great time. At least I hope he does. He will be back in town at midnight Friday so he’ll be tired.
Meanwhile, we took the dogs on a walk tonight. They live for two things, eating and walking with lots of barking. After years of walking them, they still go crazy. We are failures at teaching them to walk or to quit barking.
(Home of our dogs favorite friend. Be patient, he pops his head up toward the end of the video.)
You can hear our three mutts coming for blocks so all the dogs are fully up and barking by the time we show up.
It is so embarrassing. At least it used to be
