Tug Went Camping

We finally got our new tent camper and Tug went camping for the second time. Our unusually patient boy was tethered in the bed of my pickup to keep him from under our feet while Mama, my sister and I figured out how to set up the camper. (He was such a sweetie!) The big bonus: for the first time since he came to live with us at 7 weeks old (over two years ago) he got to spend the night without sleeping in a crate! His camping crate was just a little too large for the floor space so he got to sleep in my sister's bunk with her (the window on the left). Mama slept on the bed made from the dinette (the window to the left of the door and, therefore, between my sister's bunk and everywhere else- Tug would've needed to cross over Mama to reach the floor or me on the right side of the camper). So, notice him in the photo yet? It's like "where's Waldo" as he blends into the black truck bed. Just look for the white wishbone shaped blaze on his face. LOL