After the incident with the dogs, we found an old playground on the side of the dining hall to hang out until dinner.
It had a creaky broken down swing set, playground set, jungle gym, and one of those stand-on-spinny wheels that was so broken it tilted drastically to one side when spun.(of course, all the boys loved riding on it.
While we were running and climbing and shoving each other down the slide, Shawn was poking around in the bushes.
See what he caught!
Of course, all the kids crowded over and it wasn't long before the toad had the sense to let go of the stick and run for the nearest burrow. The boys tried to make it come out, by sticking things into the hole, digging into it, and pouring water into the hole. But it wasn't long before something more interesting came up(Dinner, everybody!).
Me, Liz, Shawn, and Jeremy hung behind, laughing about it, when all of a sudden we spotted something coming along toward us!
No, not Matthew. It was this little black lab puppy! (We named him Pablo.) He was all covered in ticks and burrs. He quickly captured our teams hearts. Even tough-guy Shawn and Jeremy were cooing over him, holding him, calling him "little guy" , and pulling ticks out of his ears. I guess animals melt just everybody's hearts.
No one on the team could get over him(even after the staff said that it was their dog and he got covered in ticks every day.) Mike warned us not to try and take him across the border. The staff even broke the rules by bringing him into their dorm at night.
And he kept following us around! To dinner, to chapel, to dorm! Shawn had to hold him to make him stop following us to chapel (If he follows us across the border, than can we take him home, Mike? He can be our church mascot! The Purpose Driven Pooch!)
The staff told us his name was Jose, but he will stay Pablo in my heart.