Today's field note from Sgt. Puppy and the morning watch at Camp Puppy Haven, Vermont.
The PTO set up a bake sale table outside the town hall at seven. By nine the whoopie pies were gone. The line for the brownies ran longer than the line inside. This is Camp Puppy Haven, Vermont.
It was Tuesday, November 3rd. It was gray and cold in Camp Puppy Haven, stick season, every maple bare. We were working the day watch out of Bake Sale Perimeter Detail. My partner’s Doris. The boss is Commander Hazel. My name’s Puppy.
A man dropped a lemon square on the town hall steps. He stood over it a long time, deciding. Doris didn’t need a long time.
Sgt. Puppy's Field Notes are published most weekday mornings.
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Standard issue at Camp Puppy Haven: tees, sweatshirts, and hoodies for the humans on morning watch.
Just Doing What My Dog Tells Me — Dog Icon Tee
$24.99
People buy this shirt when they've stopped pretending the dog isn't in charge. The design treats the confession like a label. "I don't know" sits at the top in a boxy frame, set like documentation on a parts bin. "Just… read more
