Am I a dog...1 Samuel 17:43

Dear M,

Hi. How are you? Your mom left the computer on the porch, so I wanted to take this opportunity to say woof. I hope you are having a good time at that place called college. Do they have any dogs there?  If they do, I'm sure they aren't as good as I am.

Guess what?  We're going backpacking today!  I'm not sure why they call it backpacking, because it doesn't have anything to do with my back, and I certainly don't pack anything.

I want to let you know how much you are missed around here.  The other folks still feed me and pat me on the head and stuff.  But it just isn't the same.

Speaking of food...I wonder who will be carrying my food on this backpack trip for me since you aren't here to do it. 

Oh, I have to show you a picture of this ridiculous contraption your mom made.  I have no idea why they buckled it on my back. 

If that wasn't enough, they put a bag of dog food into each pocket.  A LOT of dog food.  Why, it is enough food to last me and that other beast at least two days. As you can probably tell, I was very annoyed that they put that thing on me. I was so glad when they took it off. I hope I never see it again.

Then your mom rigged up some other bag, put a chain in it, and tried to put it on the beast's back.  Of course, he just stood there and refused to move.  Your brothers talked about what they would do if he refused to carry his chain.  Hmmm.  I wonder where he's going to take a chain.

Well, it looks like they are loading up things now. I better go. I need to find out who is carrying my food for me.

Your faithful friend,
The Dog