Our RV Adventures

Well, our little doggie has a home, and it’s not us, thank goodness.

Jan was out walking him this morning and the lady two sites down from us decided to take him in for her son. And so far she hasn’t brought him back.

But just in case the lady might change her mind, as she was walking away, I told Jan to pack up quick, we were leaving. The lady just turned around and smiled.

I also want to show off the artwork of my great-niece Stahlie Calvin.

This artwork, showing scenes from the upcoming movie, Les Miserables, was recently featured on the movie’s official Facebook page. Stahlie, along with her sister Darby, are two beautiful, talented young ladies.

About 12:30pm I headed up to Pasadena for a client call. Ended up bringing the computer back with me. The microswitch under the bezel that powers on the computer had quit working and will have to be replaced. I probably won’t be able to find an exact replacement, so I’ll have to improvise something from a local computer surplus store.

Then it was on to the next client, who happens to be the first client’s sister. Her problem was that her computer would not update. The system needed about 30 updates, but it would go through all the motions, and then after rebooting, say the updates had failed and then undo them.

After confirming that a virus or trojan wasn’t involved (they can sometimes stop a system from updating.), I went through and installed the updates 6 at a a time, and it worked. I’ve used this trick before, and it usually works.

I got back to the rig about 4pm, and was happy to find that we were still dogless.

About 5:30, Jan and I headed for dinner and a show. The dinner was at Monterey’s Little Mexico, and the show was at the Alvin Opry.

The Opry is a family-oriented County-Western venue that we’ve been attending since the late 90’s. And their Christmas show is always one of our favorites.

We were surprised and happy to see Morgan McKay back again. We’ve pretty much watched her grow up on the Opry stage, from a pre-teen into a beautiful young woman.

It was also good to see Tony Booth again. He’s so busy now that he only makes it to the Opry occasionally. Tony has a long history in Country Music, and has had numerous charted hits, including the No. 1 hit, The Keys in the Mailbox, in 1972.

After a great show, we finally got home a little after 11. Usually we got out to eat with a group from the Opry, but everyone just wanted get home tonight.

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Thought for the Day:

“The only way to stop a man with a gun is with a gun.” — Daniel Greenfield

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Well, the cold front showed up about 3am this morning, and really made itself known.

When I went to bed a little before 2am, the temperature outside was still 72 degrees. But Jan and I were both awakened a little after 3 by wind, rain, and the sound of flapping awnings. In a little over an hour the temperature had dropped to 55 degrees, which was pretty much going to be the high for the day.

The rain didn’t last all that long, but the high winds continued well into the afternoon. About 11am Jan and I heard a loud bang, and looking out, saw our neighbor’s large dog kennel tumbling end over end. It was only stopped when it crashed into our bird feeder and smashed it to the ground.

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Then a little later, I looked out to see one of our director chairs had almost blown into the bay. Luckily I was able to grab it in time.

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Later in the afternoon Jan and I headed out for a couple of errands, and then dinner with some friends. But we didn’t get far, just barely out of the park.

As we were turning on to the road looping under the bridge, we saw a small dog running down the highway. There was a car going around the corner, but we didn’t know if the dog belonged to them or not.

Since the dog was running away from any houses, we stopped and picked him up. It took Jan a few minutes to coax him to her, but once he was in her arms, he was shivering, but pretty calm.

After driving around for a while looking for someone looking for the dog, we went back to the rig so I could make some posters.

The lady next door said she thought it looked like a dog that would sometimes chase her when she biked in the area where we found the dog.

While we were at the rig, Mister, our 27 pound cat, discovered the canine intruder and was not pleased at all, except maybe in a “dinner is served” sense.

Mister hates dogs and will attack any that get near him. Here he is going after a poodle that got too close.

Luckily for the poodle I put Mister inside at this point.

With people, kids, and even Nick, Mister is just a big cuddly pussy cat. But let a dog near him and he goes into full attack mode.

His ears go back, he lets out a loud yowl, and then he charges. He’s gone after German Shepherds, Chows, and Great Danes. And so far, I’ve never seen a dog stand up to him. They all turn and run.

He’s got his claws and seems to know how to use them. He even used them on me once.

He was a stray who was living behind one of my client’s offices, and when I brought him home in 2006, I was holding him in my arms as I walked in the front door when our Border Collie/Chow mix ran over and started to jump up to greet me.

Mister’s head whirled around, and with fire in his eyes, his claws came out and he darn near took my nose off, before jumping out of my arms and going after the dog.

But then as soon as I got the dog outside, stopped the bleeding, and sat down, Mister was right back up in my lap, wanting to be petted. Apparently all was forgiven.

Anyway, before we put the posters up, we checked a couple of businesses in the area and no one recognized the dog. Bummer.

Hopefully someone will see the posters tomorrow and call. There is an no kill animal rescue place right down the road (unfortunately, they’re full) and tomorrow we’ll take him down there and see if he’s chipped. Hopefully so.

Now we just have to keep him away from Mister.

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Thought for the Day:

“A people unwilling to use extreme violent force to preserve or obtain their liberty deserves the tyrants that rule them.”

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