There’s a tent for you and Barkus and one for your father and me says my mother What about Baby I ask Barkus’s ears go up Camping is not for cats says my mother Miss Daley will take care of Baby 4
Barkus jumps up in the way back of the car He likes to look out the back window and wag his tail when we pass cars Sometimes people wave at Barkus I climb into the back seat with my fishing pole and three books to read if it rains I wave at Miss Daley as we drive away Are you all right in the back I call to Barkus Woof
I know the sound of that Barkus woof He knows something Barkus has a secret When we get to our campsite my mother opens the back door of the car Barkus jumps out Baby jumps down behind him That was Barkus’s secret 6
Oh no camping is not for cats repeats my mother But when we put up the first tent Baby runs inside Baby likes camping I say See
