May 1, Bullhead City, Arizona
It’s a funny thing about this place, the minute you get here, you feel like you’re really on a vacation trip. Like, we’ve been vacationing for about three weeks, but there was always a feeling of being responsible for something, kind of looking over your shoulder to see if some nasty animal was watching you, ready to pounce. Here, we always feel very carefree and relaxed. But we still pay attention to the little details of living and traveling that keep us semi-civilized. Like, this morning Don took some time to get the last of the red dust from the Monument Valley sandstorm out of the truck, even going to a car wash to use their high powered vacuum cleaner to get the dust out of the carpet in my compartment. But before he did that, he took me out for a really nice walk down to the river, where I recognized my old swimming hole, a little lagoon next to the main stream of the river, where there was no current. I looked at Don to gain his approval, and he told me to go ahead and go wading, which he knew I wanted to do. Even in the morning, it’s kind of warm here, and wading in the water really cools me off nicely. So, I waded on in and just stood there for awhile, enjoying the feel of the cool water on my legs. The last time I was here, I actually went swimming in the river, but I didn’t feel like exerting myself that much this morning.


The rest of the morning was spent just lazing around the coach; they were reading some of the local newspapers, while I played with the new squeak toy that Geri got me yesterday. I like it a lot, ‘cause it’s really loud . After we had lunch, Geri and Don left me to do my afternoon nap and headed over to Laughlin, where, as I understand it, they put money into machines and press buttons that make the machines give even more money back to them. Sounds a little silly to me, but what do I know. As long as they have enough money for my food and cookies, I don’t care what they do. They came back very pleased that the machines had given them $4.27 for an afternoon’s work of pushing buttons, and if they’re happy, I’m happy.


They had a dinner of leftover lentil soup, which I love, so I was very pleased with the plates. After dinner, Geri took me for a walk, and we met some dogs that were part Goldie. They were pleasant enough, but not nearly as knowledgeable about dealing with humans as I am. I’m a strong believer in the idea that if you treat your humans with love and respect, and follow their instructions to the letter, they will respect you and see to your needs and desires attentively. It’s always worked for me!


Geri decided I needed some trimming up on my legs, what she calls my “feathers”, and took me outside with the electric trimmer. She didn’t cut me too short, so I still have a touch of hairy elegance to my legs. I thanked her for that. We didn’t take any photos today, so there are none to post. I’ll try to get Don to take some tomorrow morning during our walk. Hope you had as nice a day as I have!