By Silvia
Today I went to a walk-for-a-certain-charity with my sister. In order to participate, you'll need a dog.
We took our pure-breed beagle with us, and on the car ride there she kept chattering.
Then we finally went to Bluemount Park. Once we put our raincoats on,(Yes, even our dog had a rain coat.) we didn't know where the charity would take place.
So we walked for a mile, and we finally found it. It was taking place in Curtus Trail(In Arlington, Va), and we were to start a a baseball field.
We signed up, and apparently our dog's friend, a half-Labrador and half-poodle mix named Hazel, had also joined to help with the charity. Her two owners then signed up, and one of the owners had brought her cousins, and they had a dog too.
So before we were to walk, we ventured out to the tents sponsoring stuff for dogs. (Dog treats, pet surgery, dog training, etc.)
But when we were inside one of the tents, it started to rain really hard.
So we were rained in for 20 minutes.
Then once we had to walk, the rain literately rained the parade.
But luckily we had our raincoats, so it was no bother to us.
See, this charity is to help animals that are living in shelters and try to make them have an increased chance of getting adopted by donating money, and then take a walk on a 3-mile trail.
A 3-mile walk.
But I really don't like walking more than 2 miles. (I hate the outdoors.)
But then my sister kept saying,"It's for the poor animals."
So then I felt guilty.
So I decided to walk the 3 mile trail.
I almost passed out on the 3rd mile.
But luckily my sister parked her car at the end of the trail.
So we were saved from passing out.
Then we went home and we had to take our dog a bath, since the mud had apparently gotten to her feet.
Then we had to take a shower because we have gotten dirty from taking her a bath.
The whole walk was pretty fun, but the both of us complaining that the trail will never end was not.
:-D®
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