Chapter 7

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     When we woke up this morning to the smell of cooking bacon Cameron and I were encrusted with mud and dog saliva from Taco's gross way of thanks. We stumbled out of the wet tent receiving a full blown shower on the way (it was still raining but the fly protected the tent.) We walked under a ledge it the mountain to see our mom frying bacon with Sofia seasoning. Our mouths watered at the sight. When our mom asked who wanted the first piece a tussle aroused amongst all three of us while our mom gave the piece to Taco who was patiently begging.

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