What a weekend! We went to Columbus, and let me just say, it was pawesome! Sometimes, I like to swim. It feels good to paddle around in the cold water. This time was different, though. No relaxing swim for me; I had a mission! There were geese, and then more geese, and then a few geese, and then no geese L. Let me count how many I caught….
Okay, so I didn’t catch any once again. I tried my hardest, too. As soon as I saw them, I paddled in. Daddy was yelling and yelling for me to come back, but I barely heard him. I just kept swimming, swimming, swimming, going after those geese. Now my back hurts, but it was a lot of fun. Ossian didn’t help at all, though! He just stayed on the grass (gross!) and barked. One day, when I DO catch me a goose, he is going to be jealous. Mine!