it was furry wunnerful to spend time around the cool air vent (as opposed to the stinky, smelly, hot campfire that mom & dad endured) wif furriends who haf the same interests an' likes an' dislikes! although summa the ghost-dog stories that got told by flashlight even scared US!!
mom got to go onna campout an' did pretty well, ex-toothwise. she sez, howefur, that she din't remember sleepin' inna tent an' paddlin' inna canoo to be quite so stren-you-us. (could be that the last time she did it was 'bout 10 years ago, an' in that time, yer mussels kin forget about a LOT of things! poor mom; she sez growin' old ain't fur sissies.)
fanks again, efurrycat!
