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Published: October 6th 2011
I was running around taking in all the new scents of the campsite. It smelled SO GOOD. There was all this food I had never seen! Luckily, I'm short and the people from Seoul easily lost track of me. I found a present of a whole loaf of bread just sitting in a bag for me! I felt sick after that, but it was the most fun I've had in awhile. I'm not really sure where my owner went, but I live with Paul now and he's the one that took me to meet his friends up on this hill above the ocean where they were setting up tents and hanging things in trees. Everybody kept picking me up. "Hey Sam, how ya doing buddy?" They put their faces so close to me. They don't smell very good because I don't smell any food. I think they hid it. Why are they mad?
Some new people arrived on the hill. They look like the old Korean women I see around Imjado because they are carrying so much on their backs! One of them looks scared of me. I heard her tell her friend that she doesn't like my little legs.
Well I don't like her face. And I'm not seeing any food but I think I need to look harder. Aw man, they are picking me up again! Don't they understand that makes me dizzy??? I am going to follow them to the beach. I can smell food on them. WAIT OH MY GOD. One of them has chips. Okay Sam, smile sweetly, now GO. Mmmm that's delicious! Oh, the dark one is yelling at me and taunting me. This is such a fun game! He's running! I love when my food runs away. He's passed it to the girl with the pink hat on her head. She's running so far, but I don't care because I want a fucking chip. She smiled at me and gave me one. Another girl threw some into the wind for me. This is the best day EVER.
"Hey guys, is Sam down there?" I can see Paul on on the seawall asking for me. God, why does he act like I am a child? I can run SUPER fast, have lots of friends, and when I want to I have a very ferocious bark. I don't know how to get back up this wall. Someone carry me!!!
I trot into the camp. The boys from Seoul have made piles of wood that they have collected for the fire. One of them is cooking hot dogs on a BBQ. It's silly to call that mush a dog, it's obviously not. I would never eat my own kind. UNLESS it had ketchup on it. That I would never refuse. The wind here is intense and I'm shaking a bit. I can't help it. He picks me up and puts me on his lap. This is perfect. It's like dinner in bed. But whenever I reach for a hot dog, he laughs at me and pulls me away. GIVE ME A HOT DOG YOU FREAK BITCH.
It's getting colder. I don't know where Paul is. I'm not really sure where I am. Someone finds me and carries me back to camp. They play with my ears and stroke my back calling me a "little baby". These people are pretty nice. But one of the boys is making fun of how low my penis hangs. He thinks I don't hear him but I do. I am going to eat all his food.
Last night I went home with Paul but now I am back with a vengeance. FOOOOD. Paul forgets to feed me sometimes. It's okay because he's nice and this food tastes better anyways. All his friends look dirty and smell worse than yesterday. I get put on a leash and some of us go walking to a fishing village. On the way back I find an apple!! It is so fresh but just as I am enjoying it the Korean girl starts hitting my head. Hard! Why is she doing that? Stop, I am eating a delicious apple! Thankfully, Paul stops her crazy abuse. She kept saying I was going to die. More like I would have died if you kept smacking me in the face, wench.
The campsite is smoky from the fire when we get back. I hang out with the people some more and snuggle in their warms laps. When they aren't looking I eat more of their food happily. My foot is starting to hurt and I am ready to go home. Paul picks me up and I look over his shoulder as we walk down the hill. The people are all laughing and smiling at each other over the flames. I want some more chips.
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