I took the dogs camping over Tuesday and Wednesday, and slightly misjudged their size when choosing a tent. I ended up with Sahara on my legs and Phoenix somehow squashing himself along side me.
Sahara pretended she couldn't see the fly mesh door on the tent, and continued to propel herself towards it to get bounced back onto my chest. She found this endlessly amusing, and continued to do it throughout the night until I unwrapped myself from Phoenix and shut the proper door. She also appreciated me drinking my morning coffee in bed, as she got to drink her morning coffee without having to get out from under my blanket, too.
All in all though, we had a good time, and it was super nice to get away from the city and back to my hometown. Phoenix absolutely adores the grass down there, and throws himself down with a grunt every few moments and thrashes his legs around in ecstatic pleasure. And Sahara being the little piglet she is enjoys getting in amongst the rock pools and eating dead things.
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