This weekend I went to a camp for stroke survivors. I don't know what that means but I know I had fun. 
I ran along the beach. 
Had a camp fire. 
Met the local wildlife. 
Got lots of pets & practiced my "under" and meal times. 
Worked on controlled greetings. Control is relative when you're 14 weeks old. I am getting the hang of it slowly. Haven't mastered the "paw" thing yet. I tend to get a little excited with all the action around me.
We did arts & crafts. I helped
That doggy in the window wouldn't play.
I even got some off duty time to play with some kids.
I made many new friends along the way.
Aussie likes to peek behind the curtain to make sure Mom is okay. I thought I would just go right in to find out for myself. Boy was she surprised! 
My feet are still big but other thing seem to be shrinking.
Her name is Bree.
A younger woman- 8 weeks. 
We went to her house for a play date. 
She was a little nervous at first but then we ran and played. 
Aussie liked her but didn't want to sit between 2 puppies with sharp teeth.
What is this? It smells nice.
I wonder- how does it taste? 
Okay. Leave it. I can't have any fun!
Mom took me to Moomers. She got to eat some good smelling stuff. 
I got to taste the cone when she was done. There were these smelly things called cows. 
I didn't get too close.
It kept moving and it tasted kind of gritty. 
I wasn't so sure about that cold water. 
I tried to chase a stick but the water took it away. 
Aussie was swimming deep but I decided to stay close to Mom. 
I had to stop for a pose.
