Last weekend we went camping at the Wildwood rodeo. We camped with a bunch of other people and quite a few other dogs, so I had to learn to get along with everyone, which I did. At the rodeo, we sat right up by the fence close to where all the bucking horses came out and sometimes they came right at us, and then just when I thought they'd run right over us, they would turn and we'd get dirt thrown on us from their hooves. I didn't like being that close and sometimes I'd get scared and duck under her chair. But actually it was pretty interesting. I met some sheep up close through the fence, but I didn't think much of them. At camp there were some kids that played with me and the other dogs, but mostly I just hung out. There was a river a little ways away and She took me to it to cool off a couple times after we played ball, so it was a pretty good weekend.