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Anyone who has camped with us knows that my dog is a thief.

Like a great adventurer, I am braving the wilds of this quarter-acre yard.

I want to go everywhere, see everything.

I've gotten to the point where I want to get this trip over with. I wish I could enjoy it more but I guess it's gone on too long.

It was time to get moving again.

This isn't politics, it's human suffering. It's families, parents and children who belong together.

When you realize how unhappy you are, and what truly makes you happy, sometimes you take extreme measures.

I had to wonder why this kept happening over and over. Was it my fault? What was I doing wrong?

I turned around, disappointed, to head back down---when suddenly, my phone pinged.

Dangers? Hah! I'm not afraid of thieves and murderers. I'm afraid of bugs.