I think I’m supposed to like this place. Something about all the fields call to me, but I’m not sure why.
The only thing I do know is that I don’t like staying in the car while Mom and Dad go do things without me. But you know what’s worse than that? When they went to Carlsbad Caverns, they put me in a KENNEL. It reminded me of where Mom and Dad adopted me from and it was horrible. They thought it would be better than being in the van, but they were wrong. I yelled and yelled for my parents… and I had an accident in the cage. It was embarrassing. Next time, I hope they find a babysitter via Rover again instead. That was much more fun.