Day 17
I think we were all pretty tired from all the revelry in Vicksburg and the drive down here to Mobile. We all slept in, till seven or so. Don was up and around when I got up, and he sent me out for the phony paper right away. While I was out on the grass, he called my attention to what was happening on a field on the back side of the park. Horses! Maybe a dozen of them! I didn’t know what they were doing there, but I knew that we would have to go over to find out later. Sure enough, after I had breakfast, Geri and Don and I walked over to see the horses and find out what they were doing there. I didn’t try to get too close to them, as they are really big and powerful, and I might get stepped on by mistake. Don and Geri found out that they were a cross-country racing team, coming home from a race meet in south Florida. They were on their way home to Houston, Texas. We had never heard of cross-country horse racing before, so Don looked it up on the computer when we got back to the rig. It turns out that it is an Olympic event, and a very tough one. And it is the only Olympic event where male and female humans compete as equals! So, we all learned something. Not something I’ll ever use, but it was interesting.

Don went out to work on cleaning all the bugs off the front of the coach, and I went along to supervise. There were an awful lot of them. It’s a big job, because the front end of the rig is very big, and the windshield has to be cleaned really well. After that job was finished, we went back in the coach and rested. The phone rang. It was Geri and Don’s friend Buddy, who lives in Mobile. This is the guy who just got back from Australia (wherever that is) and is leaving tomorrow to go back there. It has something to do with his work. I thought about this, and I decided that I was glad that Geri and Don don’t work, because I wouldn’t want them going to Australia and leaving me alone. Anyway, Buddy was calling because he was coming over to see us, and he was lost. He just lives here. Geri gave him directions on how to get here, and he finally arrived. Don said that Buddy shouldn’t leave the house without a GPS (I know what that is, we have one). Geri said that it wouldn’t do any good, the last time Buddy used a GPS to meet us somewhere, we were in Big Bear and he wound up in Victorville. Buddy finally arrived, and he was very happy to see me (and Geri and Don). Geri gave me my lunch, and they left in Buddy’s truck. They all came back a few hours later, interrupting my nap. They had been to a place called Gulf Shores, where they ate a lot of things called oysters. I’ve never had one, but they sounded really good. Buddy had to leave then to get ready to go back to Australia. I hope he uses his GPS. Geri and Don went out and did some shopping, and came back with some new chew bones for me. They gave me one, and it was really good, though it didn’t last too long. They didn’t have a real dinner, because they were still full from the oyster things, so I didn’t get any plates. We watched a little TV (with the satellite antenna!), did the blog, and went to bed. I understand it’s a work day tomorrow; oh, well.