Camp Bosco
Two weekends ago, Joan let me in the car and we drove to Camp Bosco at Martha and Miguel's. We sat outside because it was really nice weather and Boli, the cat, gave me a kiss on the nose with his paw. Unfortunately, then Joan drove away without me. hmmmmmmmmm. But that's okay, I got over it. The next day, Miguel gave me my food but I didn't want to eat it all so I left some. Then Boli decided to investigate it which is totally unacceptable. So I had to chase Boli away. And then that was kinda fun so I continued to chase Boli and one night Boli didn't even come home (sorry boli). I was just having fun but I guess it wasn't as friendly as I meant it to be. Still, I was serious a bit too, because no cats allowed near my food! I'm not sure I'll be invited back which is bad because I love Camp Bosco. Martha took me on the golf course for some hard, fast runs which was great. No swimming though.
Then one day, a car drove up and Joan got out! I was so happy to see her. She gathered my stuff and we left. But then we turned around and came back. She went inside again and came out with my bed! Then she decided to walk me around the neighborhood before driving back home - and we came open some barking dogs. I could tell Joan was scared and then we went a different way. One dog was on a tie-out and was lunging so that was the scariest.
When we got home, I checked the backyard for squirrels and cleared the path for Joan.