Journal, Day 50

Fall has gently begun to trickle into the air, with cool breezes fluttering through windows at night, and a slight chill as we wake. The younger children were reluctant to rouse in such comfort, but needed to prepare for a special journal they would undertake with their camp leader to visit wild animals in captivity. The benefactor had been misled to believe the trip was to be the day before, necessitating rewashing of uniform shirts and new preparations. Finally, they found the motivation to move and ready themselves. The benefactor prepared them a nutritious beverage of blended banana and yogurt, with a touch of cacoa thrown in for good measure. They youngest female turned her nose up at its contents after sipping, inquiring what kind of chocolate the benefactor had used, then in her very polite, mannered way of telling the benefactor to sod off, refused to drink the rest.
 
Again, the hound was a source of argument, and the two children bickered until reaching a stalemate, at which point the benefactor decided she should just provide the dog its necessities. The dog looked at all of the humans with quiet confusion and embarrassment. While the benefactor was busy, the younger children escaped to the upper floor to discuss something ‘important’, led by the youngest female. They came back somber, which should have been a warning sign for the benefactor.
 
Finally, chores completely and breakfast enjoyed, everyone gathered their belongings to leave. As the benefactor lifted some items from their dining table, she noticed a distinct sweatiness emanating from the cloth. The youngest female took this moment to confess that she had spilled vase water and left it, concerned the benefactor might be upset. For the thousandth time under the sun, the benefactor explained how much more vexed it made her when she was not informed of such incidents. The benefactor then hurried to move books and other essentials, already touched by the dampness, mumbling they should thankful they lived in the desert, as it should facilitate everything drying by the time of their return. She then cuddled the youngest female, truly remorseful for the unpredictable disturbance, before departing for their daily routine.