Half Full by Maria Scrivan for August 02, 2022

Because the tent’s too small for cots.

Because we got evicted and we can’t find anything affordable.

A good air-mattress is indispensable.

It’s a law known as ‘Gravity’

That exactly sums up my feelings on camping.

You didn’t want to stay home. You didn’t want to go to a motel. You didn’t want to get a camper.

Cuz someone told you camping was fun, and you were fool enough to believe them.

Because you have to be awake to levitate

No bed, no room service, no electricity, no running water – no Queen of America.

My poor mom no matter what mattress she got, she was on the ground in the morning. When she got arthritis dad had to rent a cabin at the Cape.

I think I dated him for a while.

Because there’s no trees to tie the hammock to.

Because camping gear is so expensive these days that folks figure there has to be some good in it.

Last week, we got two weak-as-all-get-out dog gags; now this. I think Maria’s losing her touch.

My Chocolate Sheprador Mutt tried to sleep in the garage when I first rescued her. I have reasons to believe part, if not all of her life previous to me was spent in a barn. Well, that quickly changed when she realized the joy of people beds! She never understood the concept of camping and would give me dirty looks and major sighs at the injustice of sleeping on a sleeping pad/bag. Honorable mention she would also give the dirty looks/irritated sighs when I attempted to get her to sleep on a dog bed. Thankfully my cat was willing to use them, at least.

“For the last time, because we have to recharge the hyper-drive before we can take off from this miserable rock and go home! Now pull in your tentacles and let me get some sleep!”

Duh – that’s what a tent is for!