Charley the Camel and the Very Bad, Horrible Afternoon

Charley the Camel loved three things:

1. Eating frozen corn. Still frozen, from a bowl on the kitchen floor Watering Hole.
2. His black dog Casey The Great Doggler.
3. Baking cookies.

Charley was having lovely afternoon baking cookies with his Mommy Camel. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he spied his bestest friend, The Great Doggler, stealing corn from the Watering Hole.

"NO!!!!" cried Charley.

He leapt to rescue his prized corn, and in doing so fell off his stepstool, banging his head hard on the kitchen counter. Poor Charley! Mommy Camel picked him up, ran her sticky cookie-dough-covered hands through his hair, and put a cold pack on his head. Charley felt better, for a moment, but then realized that Mommy Camel had messed up his hair and left it very, very sticky. He was inconsolable.

As he sat in Mommy Camel's lap and considered the inherent unfairness of life, Charley realized there was only one activity in the whole wide that would restore his happiness.

"Charley wants to draw on himself. With red marker. Because camels like red. And because Daddy Camel will give me a bath and wash my hair."

Mommy Camel considered this strange request. (And tried to decide if the lump on Charley's head was serious enough to alter his mental status.) Finally, because Mommy Camel was way tired prized her son's happiness above all else, she handed Charley a (washable) red marker. He cheered up immediately, and decorated his face. He plopped back in his mommy's lap and said, "Mommy, you are my bestest Camel Buddy ever."



And (despite Mommy Camel's questionable parenting decisions) they all lived happily ever after.