Scout Has Been Sidelined

Yesterday, we went to the dog area in our campground as usual.  Scout and I played, but then Scout stopped.  Mama thought something was wrong and checked Scout's feet and everything seemed fine.  We started walking home and Scout walked slow, but she sometimes does that.  Mama told her there was a frosty treat waiting for her at home and she smiled and picked up the pace.  That usually works.  After Scout ate her frosty, she stood up and wouldn't put weight on her foot. Mama checked it and it looked okay.  She gave Scout some medicine.  Four hours later, Scout got up and was much worse.  Mama called Dad and told him and he said to call the vet and he would start making his way home.  Mama called the vet.  Scout then decided she wanted to go outside which scared Mama because she would have to take her down the steps.  She actually did fine on the steps.  Scout did better walking outside then in the RV.  She put weight on her foot and walked pretty good.  The only problem was that Scout put her face into a rose bush and her face got stuck. She screamed. Mama had to pull the thorns from her face.  Ouch!  When she got back to the motor home, Scout did the steps just fine.  Mama called Dad and they discussed Scout's walk.  Mama decided that a vet wasn't necessary since Scout was getting on furniture by herself which meant she was putting weight on that leg, plus doing the steps showed she wasn't as bad as Mama thought.  Mama was still worried and very happy when Dad finally got home around 7 p.m.  We went out for our evening walk at 8 and Dad agreed that she walked much better outside then in the RV.  Mama figured Scout would be really sore or stiff this morning.  She took us out individually and when it was Scout's turn, she did fine.  She is a little stiff, but she is doing fine.  We are all happy.  However, Mama said there will be no running for Scout for a while.  I kind of think that Mama would be happy if we never ran again so that she could protect us from injuries.  She is always nervous when we run and now she can say "See, I told you so."  :::sigh:::

Tomorrow, the folks are going to the Glore Psychiatric Museum.  It is on the list of 1001 things that you should do before you die.  Mama ate at a restaurant that is also on that list and she said she could have skipped it and been happy.  BOL  

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Is Happy That His Sister Is Feeling Better Because She Was Taking Way Too Much Attention Away From Him ~ BOL!

Jesse James Bank Museum

The folks visited Liberty, MO last Saturday.  Mama wanted to tour the Jesse James Bank Museum.  This is the site of the nation’s first successful daylight peacetime bank robbery.  The robbers were never actually caught but the robbery was attributed to the James Gang. Jesse James was not involved, but his brother, Frank was.  It is misleading to call it the Jesse James Bank Museum since he was not involved.

The robbery took place on February 13, 1866.  The bank teller was completely taken by surprise since banks had not been robbed in daylight before this one.  He and his son were locked in the safe after the robbers took all the money.  Unfortunately, they shot and killed a young man who was on the street as they were leaving.  They wanted to create a distraction, but Mama thinks they brought more attention to themselves by doing that.  They escaped easily.  The bank never re-opened after the robbery. Money was not insured back in that day and they were unable to pay back the people who had put their money in the bank.

Jesse James Bank Museum

The bank counter.  The white bars were not originally in the bank, but the person who turned it into a museum thought it made it look more like a bank.

Another view of the bank - definitely looks different from the banks we see today.

Desk located behind the counter.

Original stove which was in bank.

A rare Seth Thomas clock, set for the exact time and date of the robbery.

 

Bank vault

Mama said the museum was interesting and the tour guide made the events of that day come to life.  There is also another room that has a lot of photographs of the James' family.

The price of the tour is $6 a person.  Mama enjoyed it.  Dad said he did too, but we are not sure if he really did.  BOL!

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Was Told He Looks Like A Small Horse ~ Shakes His Head At That Comment

Roaching Squirrel

Sunday, Scout and I were walking with Mama.  We got off the road for a car and that is when we saw the roaching squirrel.  We about pulled Mama down the hill because we were so excited.  The squirrel was doing the perfect roach.  His feet were all up in the air and his mouth was opened just like Scout's when she is sleeping.  Mama told us he was not roaching, he was dead.   Ewwww!  We do not know what killed him, but he looked to be shocked.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Really Hopes Santa Brings Us A New Computer Because This Keyboard Is Getting Harder And Harder To Use

Santa Doesn't Wear A Hoodie, DAD!

We set out for our first walk of the morning this morning.  It was still dark as it was 5:30 a.m.  We started down the hill when we saw a man with a hoodie and a bag on his shoulder behind us.  He didn't look right to me, so I growled at him. That's right, I growled.  I really wanted to bark, but Mama told me not to do that because she didn't want me to wake up people.  My growl made the man stop.  Yep, I scared him good.  I growled again just to let him know not to mess with us.  I kept turning around to check on him.  Scout decided the best thing to do was to jump in a big pile of leaves. The only thing we could see was her head.  Mama laughed at her, but I couldn't laugh because I was still worried about that man.  Mama told me the man wasn't a bad man and that he was just on his way to do laundry.  I don't know about that, he looked suspicious to me.  Who does laundry at 5:30 a.m.?   When we got home, I told Dad all about it.  He told me that Santa carries a sack like that and what if it was Santa that I scared  Seriously Dad, Santa doesn't wear a hoodie!

Yesterday, the folks took us to Weston Bend State Park for a hike.  It was a nice day.  The hike was fun.  The hardest part was climbing up a big hill.

This is the lookout point.  It was probably prettier a few weeks ago.  Mama hates when the leaves are off the trees.

I am admiring the view.

Scout is ready to keep walking. She loves walking in the cooler weather.

Me and Dad

Trying to catch up to Mama and Scout.

We are tired after our walk.

The weather is going to turn cold tonight.  Brrr!  We are going to have to use our propane heater tonight and tomorrow.  Mama has been saving our propane until we really need it and tonight we will need as it will be in the teens.  We have a heat pump and space heaters that we use when it is not seriously cold.  Mama hates being cold and is counting the days until we are in Texas and warm again.  We just wish Dad could be with us.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Showed Mama That He Can Protect Her From Bad People Today

Cows?

We enjoy hiking through the woods here.  We try to do it every day because with all the leaves falling, there are new smells and the landscape is starting to look different.  Yesterday, we had a big surprise when we came down the hill.  There were cows! 

Mama told us to move along and not stare at them too long. 

We enjoy playing at the dog park.  We really like it when there are other dogs there.  Mama doesn't let us "play" with the other dogs, but since there are two fenced areas, we go into the empty one and run along the fence with the other dogs.  It's fun, but I think making actual contact would be better. Mama is scared we will get hurt.  The other dogs do seem to be pretty mouthy.  There was this one little dog that tried to get to me through the fence.  Do you know what I did?  I peed on him through the fence!  BOL!   There was a guy there this week who didn't want his dogs to "play" with us.  He yelled at them and told them they were not there to play.  He scared Scout.  They didn't stay long and Scout and I were confused as to why their Dad was so mean.  We are glad he is not our Dad.

 The other day there we saw a lady and her husband watching us play.  She said "Oh look, they are best friends!"  Us, best friends?  I am not sure about that.  I guess I don't have any other friends, so does that mean that Scout is my best friend?   The lady asked Mama if we are obedient.  Obedient?  Mama had to laugh at that.  She had never thought about it.  Mama said "Well, they don't get into anything.  Does that make them obedient?  The biggest problem is walking them.  There are times when they want to go their own way and my arms are only so long.  One on one, they are great at walking, but together, they can be a challenge at times."  Yep, that sounds like us.  BOL!

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Wonders If Scout Is His Bestie