Travels With Charley

John, he always worries about me gettin' mauled by a bear! Does he see that I'm trying to protect him? What are companions for anyway? There are just times are want to bark at him because he's one preventing me from protecting him! O well, the travels were amazing! For some reason, John wanted to take a trip through the land. We've seen big cities and we've seen the countryside. We've seen rich and poor. Every night, John sits with his back against a tree, and takes out a white object. Then he takes a piece of wood and starts making weird marks on the white stuff. When dark sets in, he starts talking to me, every once in a while he glances at the gray on the white. His words take me to different lands. Occasionally he gives me a pat on the head. Looks up at the stars and then starts scribbling again. I don't get him sometimes. Why would he just spend his time doing that if he could run through the trees and roll in the mud? Interesting. As we walked through the land for days I noticed that John started to become more humble and less stressed. I think he used to be uptight because of the thingies that are rolling on round thingies. C-A-R-S is what they call them I think. But now, I can tell that the fresh air has done him well because he pays more attention to me and my habits. Sometimes it gets annoying, but he'll look at me and then start scribbling again. I never though that John would be willing to leave the city to make a trip around the land. I guess that I should just go guard John now. I smell another bear, and they really tick me off now. I'm starting to get the feeling that it's the same one! I'll get him someday!