Tuesday, May 5 (continued)
Sometimes I put Reggie on his tether and go inside the Best Little Trailer. I usually do this when he won’t stop pestering me at the computer. This morning Reggie has been put outside, his tether hooked to the handle by the BLT’s door. He’s happy out there.
I forget all about him!
You see, many times when I’m at the computer, Bridget and Reggie nap beside me, somewhere under the covers. This time Reggie’s not next to me but I think he is until my brain kicks into gear. Where’s Reggie? Oh, I put him outside!
Frantic, I run out the door.
Reggie looks up at me with his innocent face, as if to say, “Oh there you are.”
“Hello, little guy! Aren’t you a big boy out here all by yourself for such a long time.”
I pick him up, look at his neck, and freeze with shock.
Oh, no! He’s not hooked up to the tether!
All this time he’s been wandering around loose! I must not have hooked the tether on his collar like I thought I did.
Thank God he’s here!
I’m overjoyed and hold him close to my heart, my face pressed into his fur.
Reggie wiggles and squirms, licking my neck, obviously happy to see me and quite pleased with himself.
Later, I’m at the computer again.
I washed my hair in a basin set on the table outside and now I’m using the left-over, warm, soapy water to soak my feet.
A truck stops on the road by our camp.
I pull back the curtain and see a tall, slim man neatly dressed and wearing a hat. He sees my face at the window and gestures urgently: “I need to talk to you!”
“Just a minute! I’ll be right out!”
Well, the man tells me he’s lost his dog, a malamute.
“He saw a rabbit and took off. He loves rabbits!”
I quickly ask a few questions and find out the dog’s name is Juno and he looks like a wolf. The man is camped on a point of land on this side of the reservoir. I wish him good luck and he resumes his search, calling to the woods, “Juno! Juno! Come, Juno!'”
I decide not to go calling for his dog which might confuse him. It’s not likely the dog would hear me anyhow. My voice doesn’t carry well.
To make what could be a long, sad story into a very short, happy one . . .
The man returns an hour or so later and he has Juno with him!
Of course, the man is very relieved, and I rejoice with him.
“They can take years off our lives,” I remark, looking at the canine runaway before me and remembering my scare with Reggie earlier.
“And they can ADD years to our lives, too! Studies have shown that,” the man replies happily.
“That’s right!” I agree.
Juno eyes us both.
He’s probably wondering why we’re so dang happy all of a sudden.
The conversation moves to living full-time in an RV, which the man does. Wholeheartedly we agree that it’s a great way to live.
I want to take some photos of Juno for the blog and need to ask for permission.
I begin by mentioning I have a blog.
“Would it be all right if . . . .”
The man cuts me off.
“I know YOU! You’re RVSue!” he exclaims, grinning widely.
I laugh and we hug spontaneously.
“Yeah,” he continues. “I’ve read your blog! In fact, I camped at a place you recommended. I can’t remember which one that was. ” He’s all smiles with recognition.
Soon Juno’s jumping into the truck and they motor back to their camp.
Well, didn’t that turn out just great.
Two close calls in one day!
The next day the crew and I leave Prineville Reservoir.
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