The Camping Trip

We went camping and I never posted about it. I know Mom posted about it and I put up pictures on Facebook but I never updated the blog about it so I gotta do that before it gets too late...

Me and Donald went up on the rim and joined in for the hunting/camp out fun with the family in October. It was a lot of fun. The days were cool and the nights were COLD. We took Honey. Not because we wanted to torture her. (She doesn't LOVE camping, she would prefer her couch and bed to roughing it.) But because we didn't really have anyone to watch her while we were gone. And she needs to get out. We got SO dirty. We had fun campfire games. We went on a long run together, that was fun until tragedy struck. The family murdered some animals, which I am not so much into but to each his own. It was fun the whole time and I didn't want to leave. I'm glad I did when we did because I ended up getting really sick the night we got home and I don't think I could have made it to the make shift bathroom from our tent that night in the freezing cold. Everything happens for a reason.

Here is the DIRTIEST kid in camp. And he loved it.

Cousins.

Burger.
We love camping and we are dirty.
Two mothers and their babies.

Dad's stylish "hunting bonnet"

The face Donald usually makes for pictures.
Not quite the straw that broke the camels back.

She thinks she's people.

She totally hates dirt.

That's a glare if you can't tell.

Marlee finally got Honey in the mood to play after pestering her nonstop for hours. In this picture it looks like Marlee has rabies but I assure you it was a fun romp.
And it looked like this for the most part. Honey likes to be on top.

Running tragedy. I took a tumble after twisting my ankle pretty good. It is 3 weeks later and my shin where I landed on the rocks is still numb and bruised underneath. It's really bizarre. It was really very painful. But it didn't ruin the weekend.

Donald thought this dead rotting elk carcass made a comfy camp chair.

Look where Kevin put his foot. Aw have some respect man.

Loading the goods while the little ones look. Ew.

Steve's kill.