So I just wrote my daily email to my camper. Yikes – my dog had more to write about than I did. In fact, his letter was 3x as long as mine. If you’re looking for a letter-writing idea, try taking a different perspective, such as that of your dog as I did in an earlier post. Here’s today’s letter:
Dear Mikey,
It’s Fido here. Mom took for a long walk in the morning and gave me breakfast. I waited in the crate for Dad to let me out. Dad actually took me for a five-minute run and at one point, I actually ran ahead of Dad – that was fun!
Dad went out so I went back into my crate. When he got home, Dad let me out. At around 3, I barked at Dad. It’s like he just doesn’t get me – I was b-a-r-k-i-n-g. Obviously I wanted something. But what was it? Well, I just wanted a nice walk to survey my domain. Anywho, he figured maybe I needed to do my business, so he took me for a long-ish walk up and down the street. No business…. But it was great to get out for some fresh air.
Later on, with everyone away, I was getting bored, so I started jumping up and down and barking at Dad. So Dad and I played fetch. He tossed different toys and I ran furiously after them. I love that feeling of running from one end of the house to the other, jumping over shoes and anything else in my way. Eventually I was getting bored so I brought two other toys for Dad to throw. But eventually I got bored with that too, so I just took my toy away and went to sit by the front door. Sometimes I like “Fetch” and sometimes I just don’t. It’s a dog’s life…
About an hour later, I barked again and jumped on Dad’s leg, so he gave me dinner. I love dinner! Hee hee hee… Dad thought that was enough for me – but he wr-ong! I sniffed something tasty in the dining room, so later on I secretly jumped on a dining room chair and grabbed Mom’s bread bag from the table, ripped the bag and had bread for dinner too! I just don’t know why Mom leaves bread on the dining room table.
Later, Dad was sitting watching TV with me at his feet. I started to walk all over the family room and whine. No barking, just a whine and a whimper. Wow, he finally gets it! He thought maybe I had to do my business and that’s exactly what I did when he took me for another walk! That Dad – he’s the best even if I do have to bounce up and down and bark at him when I need stuff.
Can’t wait to slobber on you 4 weeks from Thursday. Hope you’re having fun.
Fondly, Your Dog Fidooooooooooooooooo
Letters to Camp 
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