A bad day at puppy camp ...

You should see the other dog!

Well. It started out like any other day at camp. My mom dropped me off, I said hey to my friends at the front desk like I always do, and then I joined my buddies out back.

But, suddenly, this pack of 5 wild cayotes descended on our outdoor play area. They were wild looking, and I did the only thing I could do. I had to protect the other puppies like the super-dog that I am, so I took them on. One by one I took them down. They were aggressive, I was stellar.

And then I woke up from my dream and realized that I had been taken down by a fellow camper. A pupper who just wasn't that in to me.

Go figure.

No harm, no foul, all is well. Other than the divot in my side which is so NOT helping me pick up chicks. Oh, and my mom was a little freaked out. But we're all over that now. Kind of.