My First National Park!!

I went to my first national park! It was the Olympic National Park and although I had to sit in the truck while my parents took a hike (something about the National Parks protect wildlife – blah, blah, blah - but hey – I can be wild!), I saw and smelled a deer just a few feet away, enjoyed watching people meander by, and got a lot of people pointing at me sitting in the driver’s seat saying, “Awe, look at the cute dog.”

To top it off, my parents had hamburgers that night for dinner and Dad dropped his on the ground (they were eating outside). Score!

Woof!