fish crik

this was my first summer visit to fish crik. it was nice. it was sunny.  i went with two ants. mine amo stayed home. she said "it's too hot. i am tired." i only have two ants so i went to fish crik with ALL my ants. they fussed on me. i felt shy. this is a mamory. it is precious. we must all remember our mamories. before my fish crik visit, i was in vancouver at mine grindpa and grendma house for weeks. i went to dance studio, endowment, low tide, stenley perk, west van, east van, fermer market, capers. this is mamories. it was hot summer. that is good. i had shade, ran up hills to point grade wair i lived. mather went to the doctors and i stayed with the cats and grindparents. fother was gone. i thought "maybee he is ded.". i considered "maybe he is waiting at home in nu york." i don't know but i will make the best of life. this summer was my first time eating raw knuckle bone. i enjoyed many in the backyard. i enjoyed "raw tripe". what a summer! p.s. why my ants didn't fuss on me and fix the leesh? it drags mine eer over.