5 Months, 5 Days!

What does five months, five days mean?  That is how long we were on the road in 2012 when we went home for what we thought we would be the entire winter, but turned out to be just six weeks.  We have now hit the five months, five days mark on this trip!  It really doesn't seem like we have been on the road for that long.  How long will we will be on the road?  We have no idea.  We have learned that our life can change quickly.  We have no plans of leaving this life anytime soon though.

Remember the log cabin that we found here?  Well, we did a little research on it.

The cabin was built in 1856. It is one of the oldest buildings in Denver.  It was moved here a few years ago.  We were disappointed to hear that as we liked to imagine the original owners walking the same grounds as us.  There are spring bulbs that are scattered around it and we wondered how long ago someone lived in it.  The cabin is open to the visitors for tours about once a month in the summer according to the article we found.  We really enjoyed walking to the cabin each day and sniffing around.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Is Happy To Be Living On The Road

Clean Up Day

Yesterday, Mama washed our ID collars.  They were looking pretty bad.  Scout's white lettering looked tan.  We hung them outside to dry. You know what that means?  We were NAKED!   We would have put "Naked Day" in our title, but decided we might get some strange responses from spammers.  We are still getting spam from our title "Here We Come" that we wrote last year.  What? We might get spam for just putting it in our post?  I guess we will see.  We only accept comments from registered readers now, so it should be okay.

I'm naked!

It is relaxing to be naked.

Help!  I'm not only naked...I'm headless.  BOL!

This morning, we were given a "bath" with wipes.  That probably should have been done when we had our collars off.  Mama is going to wash our sheets today.  She really is doing these things in the wrong order.  BOL!

We had a pretty sunrise this morning.

We are moving to a new campground on Sunday.  Our time in Denver is winding down.  We would have liked it more if we hadn't received 20" of snow this month. The average amount of snow for April is 9".  I guess we got lucky.  BOL! 

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Loves Being Naked

Prairie Dogs!

Yesterday, we took a very long walk so that we could see the prairie dogs.  Dad was right, prairie dogs are more interesting than bunnies.  We were amazed by the noises they made.  We also loved sniffing around their homes.  We didn't get any actual pictures of them since they were pretty far away and our camera is not that good.  We did take a video and you can hear them.

 Our video...it is not very exciting.

Here we are listening.  We really wanted to go in the field and visit them.

This is the field where the prairie dogs live.

  

On our way home, we passed some geese.  We have been careful to stay clear of them.

Can you see our motor home?

 

There's our home!

The snow is gone today.  It took it longer to disappear than expected since it was still snowing until about 11 a.m. on Tuesday.  We were able to hook up to water for the day yesterday, but we disconnected last night.  Today, we are hooked up again and it looks like we can stay that way for the remainder of our stay here.  Life has returned to normal for us.

 Now that the weather is nice again, we are taking long walks.  We usually take two one hour walks each day.  I think we could go longer, but Scout just isn't up for it.  Mama was a little nervous that we went too far today, but we made it back okay. We met some people on the trail and Scout was able to rest up before we continued on. Scout has always been one that wears out fast, but since she is almost a senior, Mama doesn't want to push her too far.

The campground is sold out again for this weekend.  People will probably start arriving today.  We kind of like the excitement of having other people around, but it is also nice to have the place to ourselves.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Is Happy That The Snow Is Gone

Wordless Wednesday - The Last Snow

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Knows Warmer Days Are On Their Way

Waiting For The Snow

It is a beautiful day so far, but it is supposed to change by afternoon.  We are getting more snow later today.  Dad says we will have to bring the slides in.  We are not happy about that.  The snow will probably be gone by tomorrow afternoon though and we hope that is the last of the snow for us. 

How can it snow when it looks this nice?

We took an hour long walk this morning.  We walked over 6,000 steps according to Mama's pedometer. We have four legs though, so doesn't that mean we walked 12,000 steps?

The folks planned on visiting Unsinkable Molly Brown's House on Saturday.  They couldn't find a parking spot though.  They didn't realize that the 420 Rally was being held nearby, but they soon figured it out.  The 420 Rally is a marijuana celebration, or something like that.  There ended up being shootings there late in the day.

Yesterday, the folks went grocery shopping. They normally go on Friday nights, but Dad didn't get home until late.  Dad said they will never again go on a Sunday because the store was crowded  They also went to Camping World for the fourth time since we have been here.  They returned that $140 hose that they can't use here since we can't hook up to water if it below freezing even with a heated hose.  We will be out of cold weather soon and if we need one next year, we will buy one then. 

After all the shopping was done, we got to go for a ride.  We wanted to visit another state park that is nearby, but they said NO DOGS ALLOWED.  There is wildlife in the park, so we can't go in.  The folk took us back to this park and we took a walk along the river.  It was nice to ride in the Jeep and to see another area of this park. 

Mama is going to take us to see the prairie dogs later this week. They have a "town" just down the street from us.  Dad thinks we will like them better than the bunnies.  Scout and I don't try to get at the bunnies.  We just stare at them.  I think we will just stare at the prairie dogs, too.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Is Dreading The Snow