Fowl Play at the Campground
Hyped on two beakfuls of Kona coffee,
Matilda the chicken jumped into the
driver’s side of the grey beetle
not long after Slim Shady
(the peacock of the property)
inspected the screen tent full of
kitchen campground storage.
We read about raccoon medicine,
grateful he only took one fudge brownie
and a few marshmallows for a future campfire, and
grinned about the undercover visit.
Another good setup for Erik
when he discovered a missing block
of the dark chocolate with blackberry and acai.
His ringtailed impression:
“I *do* believe this is chocolate.”
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Awww! I feel like I’m there!
love title