That's what Grandma calls CampOhio when the junior campers like Alex go home. It sure is quiet! But wait! Did I hear Grandpa just say that the howling and ruckus that woke all of us at 4 bongs this morning was a coyote??? Hope he doesn't expect me to share MY kibble!!!
Cheer up, Petunia. Alex will return soon to Ohio, when you'll probably be able to see him again. And how can camp be a fortress of solitude if there is a coyote nearby? That sounds like big company!
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