Day 20

Drag race enthusiasts sleep late, at least by our standards. Don was up at six, and I followed him shortly. We went out and took a look around the park, and not a creature was stirring. I had my breakfast, and Don got dressed and took me for a good walk through a field next to the park and then over to see the horses and donkeys. I wagged my tail at them, but they ignored me. Then I saw the peacocks in their cage, and I had to run down to see them. They really are beautiful, and I’ll bet they’d taste great, if you got rid of all the feathers. When we got back to the coach, Don cleaned the windshield while I supervised. Geri was on the phone making reservations for our next RV park, and had trouble finding one in the Tampa area; something about too many #%*@# snowbirds, whatever they are. She finally got one, though, and Don got us disconnected and underway. It only took us a little more than two hours to get to our new home, where we moved into what the management called a “premium” site. You could tell it was a premium site because it had a tree that prevented the antenna from seeing the satellite and it didn’t have a picnic table. The regular sites have picnic tables, but they take them away from the premium sites to give you lots more room. I guess it’s ok, cause the premium sites only cost a dollar a day more than the regular sites.

Well, it turns out that Geri has relatives here near Tampa, like Don did in Vicksburg. Not littermates, but cousins. Geri and Don are going to go see them tomorrow, and Geri had to go to a groomer and get her coat shaved, like they threatened to do to me. She wanted to get her paws done, too. So, Don took her over to the groomers and went to do some shopping. He went to Petco to get me some food, and talked to one of the ladies in the store, who turned out to be an RV’er. He mentioned to her the trouble we had getting a site in a local RV park. She said that most of the nudist RV parks had plenty of room; Don said he’d talk to his wife about it, but found it doubtful. When they came home, I saw that Geri had a new short summer coat, and it looked good. Made me think the idea wasn’t so bad. Her paws didn’t look any better than mine, which, I must admit, are spectacular. Geri took me for a walk around the new park while Don started dinner. Nothing really fancy about this place, but we met some nice people. Don made some lamb chops and mashed potatoes, with gravy. I really like gravy. The plates were excellent. I laid down for a nap after dinner, and I had a dream that made me start twitching and whining in my sleep. It was a dream about my temptress, Debby, who lives across the street from us. She always has the best treats, and she’s very good about sharing them with me. I have been known to do foolish things, like running across the street when I see her, even though I know it’s dangerous and wrong. But it made me remember that I wanted to say HI to her and her mate Joe; they have been good friends to us for a long time. Think I’ll really go to bed now. G’night!