Day 38
I had a little problem this morning. I woke up kind of late, and I had to go doo-doo really badly; but the bedroom door was closed. I didn’t want to start pounding on the door to get Don’s attention, because that might wake Geri up. So, instead, I sent a mental message to Don; I concentrated really hard to let him know I needed to go out. In just a minute or two, he was opening the door out to the living room for me! He knew what I needed, and let me out of the coach immediately. Oh, what a relief! I am so thankful that he is so closely attuned to my needs and thoughts. After Don got dressed, he took me out for a final woodsy walk; I think I’m going to miss this place, it’s got everything I like. Maybe the new place will be just as good, but I’m sure it will be different. That’s part of the fun of these trips, every place you stay is different from the last. When we got back, Don asked me to help him do a dump, which is not one of my favorite tasks. My job is to make sure that no innocent little animals, like squirrels, come close to where Don is working, so that they don’t become contaminated if he makes a mistake and loses some effluent on the ground. He says this has never happened, but who knows when it might. Well, today he pulled his transfer line out of the storage bay and tossed it on the ground; part of it broke. Don doesn’t ordinarily use a lot of bad language, but this morning was kind of an exception. It took him awhile to fix the broken part, but he got it done and got the tanks dumped.
By noon, we were on the road toward Charleston, by way of highway 17, which is kind of a slow two lane road. I got bored and took a nap. When I woke up, Geri and Don were in destination approach mode, meaning that they were discussing which way to go to get to the new RV Park. We made it with no problems, and got assigned a back-in site. Like I said before, this is always fun to watch. Once we got positioned, Geri brought up the subject of the satellite antenna; we had some trees next to us in the direction the antenna has to point, and she was concerned that this might block the signal. Don said that he would try to capture the satellite transmission before he planted the rig. So, he started the TV, the receiver and the antenna, and tried to get satellite reception. After a half hour of trying, he moved the coach forward a few feet and started again. Geri got tired of watching these efforts, and took me for a walk around the new park. We hadn’t gone too far before we met some nice people who were partnered with another Goldie, by name of JoJo. They had rescued JoJo from a shelter, where he had been taken after being abandoned by some people, locked up in a house with no food or water. When Geri told Don about this, after we got back, he said that that’s why capital punishment was invented. Anyway, JoJo was about two years old, and a nice, but very playful guy. While we were talking to his people, some other folks came along who were Goldie people, and they stopped to talk. Later in our walk, we met their dogs, both girls, who were quite well-mannered. We found a grassy field, and I got some good rolling in, but somewhere I picked up a load of charcoal or something in my tail, giving it a big black spot. Geri wasn’t pleased. We went back to the coach, and Geri tried to brush the stuff out of my tail, while Don went out on a shopping expedition. We were pleased to find that he had the satellite antenna working perfectly. When he came back, he warmed up some leftovers for dinner, and I got to clean up plates and the containers they were in. I guess tomorrow we explore Charleston. I’m always up for adventure, as long as it’s not dangerous. I’m ready for bed; see you tomorrow!