After a long and exciting week, we packed up the S-RV and rode home Saturday. We had planned to stay through Sunday and go to the banquet Saturday night, but our hu-dad caught a cold and decided he should not share it with others. Well, that is one reason. Since we know we have many female humans as readers of this blog, let’s confess – male humans are pathetic when they are sick. They whine more than Cheoah. Just saying.
Anyway, we loved our week, but it was a nice sight as we entered our mountains. The road may twist along the river gorge, but it is pretty:
Really helpful sign since it is half way through the gorge – hope you figured this out by here!
Sometimes you can’t go around – you have to go through the mountain
Fiona, another “house on wheels” traveler, asked earlier in the week how our crates were all situated. You can see from these pictures that two are in the cab over space and four are where there used to be a couch. You will also notice that our rescue parade ribbons are hanging proudly from our crates. As we say, every rescued dog is a winner! Natasha, of course, does not have a ribbon, since she is the only one of us who is not a rescue.
Our S-RV home
Kiska, who will jump into her crate, and the Queen get the window
Ribbon? I don’t need no stinking ribbon.