Woof! The more I live with you two-leggers, the crazier my life gets! Let me give you a perfect example of just how weird – but fun – my life can be.

Recently, I went very far away with my two-legged pack-dad and pack-mom in our rolly box. My Uncle Matt and Aunt Lisa – both two-leggers – came in their rolly box as well. I usually sleep in the backseat of our rolly box, but for this trip, I kept putting my head on the bump between my two-leggers in the front seats. They usually scratch my head when I do this, which I really like.

Anyway, we went very far away. We did three sleeps before we even got to where we were going! We stayed at a different pack-den for a long time and then started home. The first night we stopped, we went into a big place with lots and lots and lots of two-leggers and a big field in the middle.

Now here’s the cool part. Lots of the two-leggers were out in the big field. They were running back-and-forth and chasing each other. Even better, they were throwing balls! And they were playing with sticks, too! As a matter fact, they were doing just what us four-leggers love to do – play with balls and sticks.

Even stranger, there were thousands of seats all looking at the field and a lot of of them had four-leggers like me like me sitting in them. Yep, you read that right! The four-leggers were sitting in the seats and the two-leggers were playing with sticks and balls in the field. Does that not strike you is crazy? Woof!

Jim McCoy