“Dang, this road is rough.”
The crew and I bounce down Sidewinder Road in the Perfect Tow Vehicle. Behind me Spike lies in his brown bed on the bench seat. The vibrations caused by the washboard road have him nodding off. Bridget sits beside me in her own, new bed placed on the floor between the front seats.
It’s not really a whine. It’s a low, plaintive whistle made with every exhale of breath. Extremely irritating.
“Stop it, Bridget.” Now it’s ME whining. I try to ignore it.
We come to Ogilby Road, I turn left, and we cross the double railroad tracks.
Now we’re on a straight line across nearly barren desert to Interstate 8. We’re on our way to Yuma. Wal-Mart, to be precise. Shortly before reaching the interstate, I realize that Bridget has ceased her whine-whistle.
“You feeling better now, honey?” I ask, turning around for a quick look.
Oh, for heaven’s sake. Another battle in the ongoing Bench Seat War. Apparently they’ve reached an impasse.
With a shake of my head, I sigh, pull up my camera, take the photo, and we continue the drive east to Yuma.
Yuma boasts two Supercenter Wal-Marts.
I’ve been to both and the parking lots are always full. Today is no exception. Lots of RVs among the vehicles.
I find a parking place and the crew goes nuts. They know the Wal-Mart pattern — First, a walk around the parking lot upon arrival. They’re excited to get out and about!
When I return from shopping, the pattern continues — Bridget and Spike bark their fool heads off while I load the groceries and stuff. Then I climb into the front seat, push the button that makes the seat go way back, and commence doling out morsels of rotisserie chicken to two, greedy, canine faces.
A pause here for an important message.
Use the antibacterial wipes that Wal-Mart usually provides at the entrance near the carts. Wipe down the cart handle. Take another and wipe down your hands. I also squirt some more on my hands before handling the chicken. It’s not as effective as a good hand-washing, but it’s better than nothing. A reader put me onto this habit and now that the flu is sweeping across the country, I’m glad I’ve adopted it.
Many of us boondockers are away from the general public for long periods. That makes us more susceptible to viruses whenever we enter public places.
Driving homeward on the interstate, the wind whips into the side of the PTV.
I’m glad I’m not towing today. This is the kind of wind where it’s best for RVers to stay put.
We rumble down Sidewinder Road. I talk to the crew . . . “We’re almost home. Wait ’til you see what I bought for you. You’re gonna’ love it!”
Some RVs cluster at the base of the hills on the south side of Sidewinder.
Some Class As with cargo trailers are parked on the left side of Sidewinder.
I want to take a photo of the Best Little Trailer waiting for us. I decide against it because dust is blowing around. That’s the desert for ya’!
More bones . . .
At Wal-Mart I didn’t see any real bones meant for dogs. Instead I bought a package of several “baby beef ribs – extra meaty.”
(Yes, Bridget apparently realized she missed out on a treat by being so fussy. However, she refuses to be photographed engaged in such an unflattering activity.)
As a precaution I watch them both work on the bones for a long time . . .
What fun they had and no splinters!
This morning I try to take a before-and-after photo. Spike moves in fast to grab his and I almost miss the shot!
Well, once again I’ve written a post about nothing.
And you read it! Gee, I love that about you!
THANKS TO ALL WHO SHOP AMAZON FROM MY BLOG!
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TomTom Runner GPS Watch with Heart Rate Monitor
I feel like I neglect my readers who travel with a feline crew.
I found this photo on another blog and obtained permission to show it here. This is for all you cat-lovers and Bearpaw boot-lovers, the latter of which I am certainly one.
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