Trent drove Bentley to Camp Woof-N-Sniff for doggie daycare. Woof-N-Sniff was housed in a large, old, two-story house. Its motto—Why send your dogs to prison, when they can go to camp!
Rather than keeping the dogs in kennels, they were free to roam the spacious rooms filled with plush sofas, cushions, and toys, or go out into a large grassy enclosure at will through a dog flap door.
Bentley quivered all over as they drove into the parking lot. Trent felt good that his pooch enjoyed being there. He was glad he’d discovered it. It eased his guilt at being gone most of the day, leaving Bentley alone at home. He got out of the car and opened the back door. Bentley fairly flew off the seat.
“Whoa there, sport. You’ll be in with your friends soon enough,” Trent said with a chuckle.
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