We're having a picnic this weekend. Mom said that we won't wait for July 4th because it has boomers that scare us, so instead we're having our big picnic this weekend. We're so excited!
The other day Dad came home with one of these.
Mom showed us this bag of brauts. Yum!! She wouldn't open it to give us a taste. She says we have to wait for the picnic.
Then yesterday Dad went to the store and look what he brought home. FROSTY PAWS!!!! Three boxes of them! They're in the freezer getting nice and cold for the big day.
Mom said there'll be lots of things to do. There will be water to splash in.
We can play frisbee.
Or we can just catch some rays.
And of course we can roll in the grass or weeds or dirt, whichever we prefer.
Oh boy, it's hard to wait. Everything looks so good.
We wish you could all come picnic with us.
Your pal, Fudge
Mom says: We'll spread the picnic over several days so there are no tummy aches from too much of a good thing.