There's No Place Like Home - Part 2

While we were camping at Johnson's Shut-Ins we met a greyhound by the name of Gracie. She is from Jefferson City, MO. We forgot to ask her last name, so we have no way of re-connecting with her. Mama thought she might be able to find her on Greytalk, but hasn't had any luck yet. If you know Gracie from Jeff City, tell her that Jack is looking for her. :-)

Mama and Daddy went to the shut-ins but Scout and I had to stay in the RV. Why? There is a rule that pets and plastic containers are not allowed there. How did we get put in with plastic containers? That's just rude! I wanted to tell them I was a retired athlete, but then I remembered that I didn't like the water anyway so why put up a fight. A rule is a rule after all.

Here are a few photos of the shut-ins.

Mama said people were diving off the rocks. She and Daddy both wonder how many people get hurt there each day. I'm glad I didn't get to go because it looks scary to me. When that reservoir broke, it gushed right through there. It's a good thing that it happened in December and not when the park had visitors.

Saturday night we had some rain and then a rainbow came out. We took a long walk after that and met lots of people.

We had a nice time even though it was really hot. We had our Frosty treats, AC, breakfast in bed and our humans. What more could a houndie want?

Our next trip is with Grandma and Grandpa. We are going trout fishing.

Jack
The Greyhound Who Is Ready For His Next Trip

There's No Place Like Home

We are home from four days of camping at Johnson's Shut-In's State Park. It was a hot weekend. The temperatures were 95 with a heat index in the 1000's. Actually it was in the low one hundreds. We stayed inside during the heat of the day. It rained on Saturday night and it cooled off, so we walked all over and met lots of people. We still thought we were dying though after our morning walk. It was nice and cool inside, but you can't tell it by looking at us.

Daddy was excited to camp here because it is a brand new campground. The original campground was destroyed on December 14, 2005 when the Taum Sauk Reservoir collapsed and 1.3 million gallons of water swept through the park destroying it. They moved the campground to a new location. It is actually a few miles from the original site on a different road. They say that if the reservoir would fail again, the water would not reach the campground. Mama was still nervous though.

Here is a photo of the old campground. See the rocks. They look small from here, but they are boulders. These boulders were pushed down the hill by the force of the water and landed where the campground was. (Okay, we confess we took these photos on different days.)

See the space where there are no trees. There were trees there. They were swept away by the water, too.
These signs are all over the place.

Daddy says he seriously doubts if the sirens sounds that we would have enough time to make it up 200 steps before the water came. I probably could, but Mama couldn't. Mama is a klutz. She fell on her face this weekend. Yes, she did! We were walking along and the next thing I knew, Mama was eating dirt. It was embarrassing!

I'll share more photos tomorrow!

Jack
The Greyhound Who Is Happy To Be Home

Happy Thursday

It's a nice cool morning here. Tomorrow it is turning hot and humid and Saturday will be 95, sticky with high humidity. What will we be doing? CAMPING! Our plan is to stay in the air conditioned motor home as much as possible on Saturday. We didn't even try to talk Daddy out of it this time. We are going to a state park that just re-opened and Daddy has been talking about camping there for 2 plus years. It is booked up for the rest of the season, so we are going no matter what. We would rather be home, but it will be okay. We have AC, hot dogs and Frosty treats.

Scout
The Greyhound Who Loves To Run

I Need To Start Taking Notes At The Morning Meeting

I really don't remember Mama telling me not to mess up the bed at the morning meeting yesterday. She was not happy with me though when she found me on the bed. Oops!

Mama was quite disappointed with the turn out at the agents' open house. Our agent plus two people from his agency came. That was it. It was supposed to be people from all different agencies. If we would have known that, we wouldn't have gone to the motor home in a thunderstorm while they were here. She received an email this morning from the agent saying there were less than 20 people, but it went well. As Judge Judy says "Don't pee on my leg and tell me it is raining." Mama hasn't responded to the agent yet and is waiting to see all the comments from the agents that he said he is sending later today. It should be interesting.

We did get pizza last night and Scout and I got pizza bones. Yummy!

Jack
The Greyhound Who Needs To Pay More Attention At The Morning Meetings

Morning Meeting

Does your Mama or Daddy have a morning meeting with you? No? Our Mama does. The morning meeting is very helpful because it lets us know what is going to happen during the day and what is expected of us.

(Here we are at the meeting this morning.)

At the meeting this morning, Mama told us that our house is going to be open for real estate agents to look at it today. We've been dreading this day, but soon it will be over. We were told that we need to pick up our toys, keep our noses off the windows and to eat our food so that Mama can wash our dishes and get them put away. Bissell will come out around 11 a.m. and clean the floors, the bed will be made and all our things will be hidden. We will go out to the motor home at 1 p.m. and watch TV until the agents leave. Mama said she may go to town after that and pick up a pizza for dinner because we deserve it after all the work we have put into the open house today. Also, storms are predicted for today, so we will have our "storm buster t-shirts" ready to wear.

I told you that the morning meetings are very informative. We would be hounds running around in a state of confusion without them.

Jack and Scout
The Informed Greyounds

I'm Tired Of All This Cleaning!

It was another weekend of cleaning here. I'm sick of hearing that vacuum run. Mama put our beds up on the big bed while she vacuumed, so I made myself comfortable. It's better than being on the floor and being chased by Bissell. I'll be so glad when we sell this place and we don't have to clean anymore.

Jack
The Greyhound Who Doesn't Mind A Dirty House

I've Been Furminated....

....and I liked it!

What's a furminator? It's this thing.


See, some of my hair is still in it.

Mama read on Greytalk that some of the greyhounds were using it. She never thought of trying one since we have short hair, but I (Scout) shed while Jack doesn't. His hair is coarse and mine is very soft and thick. Mama enjoys being frugal, so she found one on Ebay because the one in the store was not in our budget. It was new in the package and was very reasonably priced, so she ordered it on Thursday and it arrived today.

Do you want to see how much hair I lost? Keep in mind that this is really only one side of me because well, I didn't feel like flipping to the other side and got tired of standing so Mama could do the other side.
Isn't it odd that it's grey hair? I'm a brindle after all. It claims to pull the dead hair, so I guess I'm grey underneath. I don't know. I do know that it was so relaxing having my hair brushed with it.

Jack was a little annoyed because he was laying in his bed and the ceiling fan caused some of my hair to fly into his face. Mama tried it on him and it didn't do much for him, so it's all mine to enjoy.

After my furmination, I had a Frosty Treat. Don't I look nice and shiny? Hmmmm.... well the photo doesn't show it, but I do look really shiny in person.

Scout
The Furminated Greyhound