Up here they have weird garbage cans.I would not be happy if I had a bolt through my head.
Sometimes Professor Joba did not want to play.He lay down on the sofa.
But we went for a lot of walks
we walked along the road and into the woods.
I smelled a lot of grass and I ate some.
Joba came too.
Once I got a cobweb on my nose.
These animals once belonged to Joba's dad.
This is me on the last day of my vacation thinking that I willbe glad to go home but sad for my vacation to end.
I hope you are well.
love
from
Buster