My wonderful vacation is over. I walked about 7 miles a day, kept my cousins well-entertained, guarded a new area of the city from evil doers, and scared the stuffing out of a family of rabbits who were convinced a cunning fox had moved into the neighborhood. But all good things must end and I am back home with my Person.
What do you normally do when you get back from vacation? A load of laundry is in order and I did mine by jumping into the river and splashing until I was wet everywhere (never changing clothes is so practical). Then I tumbled dry by running madly through the riverside woods. After that I napped.
But today I was back on the job. You see me here in my blue bird trail monitor role. I also got some more napping in as I had gotten a little behind because my cousins needed my attention almost constantly. Mine is a tough job but I am always up to it.
You know what people say about vacations - home for five minutes and it's like you never went away. But I haven't forgotten how much fun I had with my cousins. I wonder if I could book my Person another trip to the land of sea urchins soon?
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