>my friend sylvia came and camped in my yard for a weekend once and
she
>lived better than me. she had better coffee and better meals and
>curly ray started hanging out with her instead of the herd. i would
>look out there and she would be drinking coffee and he would be
>standing by her and glower at me like "whatta you want, me and my new
>friend are camping."
>Janice
Yep, Sylvia has camping down right .. there is no need to suffer as
part of the "camping experience". And that amazing coffee aroma that
mingles with the fresh air in the camps. A friend of mine makes
amazing coffee (www.blinddogcoffee.com) and awakening to that is just
heaven. Now, I can't do cooking no matter if I am camping or not, so
Sylvia is way ahead of me there. I don't have a Curly Ray, either, but
maybe that's something I should look into ;-) I do, occasionally, take
the Border Collie, though. She likes to snooze all day in the pick-up
(she has a weird "thing" with the truck). Hhhhmmm, I think I am having
camping withdrawal.
Penny
