I gave it a good try our first night here but between Drake vomiting marshmallows and the stubbornness of my logs-which refused to give me that flamey glow-it was a failure. Then Drake ended up in the animal hospital and nothing sounded fun without him.
Tonight I got my camp fire. Drake sat on the "love seat" lawn chair with me while we enjoyed toasted marshmallows and a care-free moment under the stars. Now, with my co-pilot next to me by the fire, I finally have my perfect vacation.

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