August 8, 2018

This is it, the last of the 2018 camp letters.  Our smiling camper who briefly stopped home in mid July for 36 hours looks to be doing great!  He hasn't written, so we have told ourselves his story though his smiles!  Anyway, thanks for joining us on this crazy ride this summer! Amy & Rick

Hi Josh,

So I wasn’t going to write you tonight, as you are probably should be looking for things of yours, as you are getting ready to see me!  

A recap of today.. Louie and Dad went on a bike ride and almost ran over a skunk on their bikes.  They made a quick turn around and rode the other way.  Mom took me for a stroll around the square.  And it was uneventful, other than a bunny sighting.

Fast forward to beditme.  I’m pretty sure I had a meet up with a skunk when I got let out on Wednesday night. That didn’t end well.  I’m very stinky.  Dad is telling me those black and white wildlife are not worth hunting and capturing.  Now you tell me!  Dad says, birds, rabbits and squirrels are all fair game to catch.  In the meantime, it is so gross.  Almost as gross as Mom expects your laundry to be.  It smells like awful poop.    Mom is not happy and Dad had to wash me with peroxide and baking soda.  Louie is spraying the entire house with Lysol, as a result of the awful odor.  

I’m very curious about this creature and I’ll probably look for it again.  I’m a very smart dog, you know.  In fact, I  expect to be up very early to look for it.  Maybe when you are home we can look for it together.  

Mom says Sammy never got skunked.  I don’t think she was a very good hunter despite the bunny graveyard in the back corner of the yard.

Now that I’ve been bathed, I smell much better.  The house still has a lingering smell of skunk, and I’m not sure about the status of the porch.  

See you soon!

Love,
Ivy