Okay, so I had a picture of me in 3rd grade( My first year ever)with one of the previous camp dogs Marley( who had previously eaten a hole in my apron because there were treats in it). It was right after going on a group dog walk, I still had braces and his head was way bigger then mine. It was on a cardboard frame decorated with rasta-color-coordinated dog treats, one at the top had his name is marker. So I leave it out so I can bring it upstairs to my new room, and while I do my homework I hear a lot of crunching coming from my current room, and to my horror find it being eaten by my dog. All the treats on the boarder are gone and the picture( which was printed in plain paper) is ripped. I'm trying not to cry, I hate crying.
I'm a JC at the camp now, but Marley's dad doesn't work there anymore so I never see him.


