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Buddy Pal-Champ Thompson. Only friend is his dog. Boy scout.
He's been held back a couple years at his school, but he is a first baseman for the beavertown poppers. He's excited to be out on this wonderful trip with his family to see the worlds largest Christmas tree. "Great driving, dad!"
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Wenda Thompson. Doing her best as a mom and a wife. Scared of being plain.
A loving housewife and mother of a son and a dog, whose also kind of her son, and she's forgotten her martini to-go at home! She's devastated, but she's still loving this time with her boys.
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Stewart Thompson. Doing his best as a father and an American citizen. US war veteran.
A United States army war veteran. He loves his wife, he loves his kid, and he loves his dog.
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Mr. Muffins. 20 years too old, he knows he should be dead. Lost his wolf and can only be understood by Buddy.
20 years old. In dog years it's like infinity. He loves nothing more than sitting on the couch all day and watching Walter Cronkite, and Dragnet, and all the other shows. But for some reason, they brought him on this God forsaken trip. He doesn't know why, he hates it so much. At first he thought they were taking him to the vet to get put down, but it turned out to be even worse. They kept driving, he doesn't want to be here on this trip, it's so cold.
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