Tuesday, March 11, 2014

We Look Different When We Sleep

Some of us look like angels when we sleep...




...and then some of us look like this:


BOL!

There is still time to bid on the auction.  Greyhound Companions On-line Auction

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Looks Like An Angel When He Sleep But His Sister Sure Doesn't

Monday, March 10, 2014

Oops! We Have Already Been To This Park

We had a nice weekend. Saturday, Dad took the Jeep in to have new brakes put on it.  He also wanted to have the air conditioner repaired.  Their first suggestion was to replace the whole thing for $1,200. Dad said no because they didn't want to take the time to figure out what was wrong, they just wanted to replace the whole thing. They then said they can charge it up and see if that works.  Dad is an AC guy and doesn't think that is the problem, so he left aggravated.  He wasn't exactly pleased with how they handled replacing the brakes, but we will just let that go.  BOL!

The folks then went to Babe's Chicken House for lunch.  There are no pictures which is sad because Mama said the place was really neat.  However, it was so dark inside that Mama's cell phone couldn't get any photos.  The place is decorated like a small town on the inside.  Diners have a choice of fried chicken, chicken fried steak, fried catfish or chicken tenders.  The sides are served family style and those include salad, mashed potatoes and gravy, green beans, corn and biscuits.  The sides are all you can eat.  Mama had fried chicken and she said it was half a chicken. Dad had the catfish.  They said the food was good.

After lunch, the folks went exploring. They stopped at a cool RV store, Camping World and Bass Pro Shop. They ate dinner at Uncle Buck's Steak House.  Mama said it was really good. The inside was pretty impressive with stonework and timbers.  She took photos, but they are on her cell phone and this computer doesn't like the cell phone. We are not doing well with showing you the neat places today, are we?  BOL!

Yesterday, the folks took us to Cedar Hill State Park.  Mama told Dad that she thought we had been there last year.  He said "No".  She said "I think we have."  He said "No".  Mama said "The website says there is a farm to explore. Where did we explore a farm? Was it in Chicago?" When we pulled in, Dad said "Yep, we have been here before."  BOL  Mama was bummed because she wanted to explore a new place.  We didn't care.  It all smelled new to us.  BOL!  Here is our post from last year when we explored Cedar Hill State Park.  The photos here are from yesterday.

There is an old farm to explore.

Lots of smells.

Scout really liked sniffing everything.

On our way to the duck pond. We are going to see DUCKS!

Stones tell us what tracks we are seeing.

Here we come ducks!

It is important to stay on the trail.

Get ready ducks!

What?  Where are the ducks?

Bummer, I wanted to see the ducks!
Look at this bird house!  It is huge!
 
It was a fun day!  We are tired and ready to head home.
The Greyhounds Companions online auction is still underway.  Prices are very affordable right now.  Check it out - auction.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Has A Hiking Hangover Today

Saturday, March 8, 2014

We Should Have Kept Quiet

We shouldn't have said anything about having the treat man's schedule figured out because we haven't seen him the past two mornings.  Yesterday, we got a really late start and we didn't see him. Today, we got Mama out the door on time and he wasn't around. We think his Saturday schedule may be different.  Thursday, we ended up getting treats twice though, so I guess it is not so bad.  Actually, I ended up with three treats because Scout was picky.  She doesn't like biscuits, so I took her.  I actually had the biscuit in my mouth when the good treats came out.  The treat man said I needed to eat my other one first.  Nope, I was saving it.  Mama removed it from my mouth so that I could get the good treat.  She gave it back to me after I ate the good treat.  Waste not, want not, right?

This is another strange Saturday. Dad is getting new brakes put on the Jeep and hopefully getting our AC fixed.  We hope he makes it back home soon. 

Tomorrow, we are planning on going to a state park.  It will be cloudy and in the 50's, so it will be nice for walking.


Mama added some bling to her motorcycle helmet. (It is a sticker. She didn't do the bling herself.)  Her purple problem is back.  Yep, she chose a purple butterfly.  She could have had pink, but no, she wanted purple.  I think she needs to admit that she really likes purple.  BOL!


The Greyhound Companions on-line auction is underway!  Check it out at Greyhound Companions On-Line Auction.  Did you notice that our photo is in the auction photo banner at the top of the page?  Yep, it is from when we did our graffiti at Cadillac Ranch last year.

If you are in the St. Louis area today or tomorrow, you can see some of the hounds from Greyhound Companions at the Home and Garden Show.  We wish we could be there because those hounds are getting lots of loving from visitors.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Is Excited About Going Hiking Tomorrow

Friday, March 7, 2014

Greyhound Companions On-Line Auction Begins Today

Our greyhound group, Greyhound Companions, is holding their first ever on-line auction beginning today.  Remember how much they helped me when I had my surgery?  We may be on the road and far from home, but they are still there for us.  We love this group!

This is me after my surgery in 2011,
 We looked through the auction items last night and Mama picked out what she hopes to win.  I bet there is something that will interest you too!

Won't you help the hounds?

Here is the link - Greyhound Companions On-Line Auction.  Bidding begins today at Noon central time and ends on March 15th at 7 pm central time.  Good luck!


Joey,
The Greyhound Who Is Super Excited To Promote This Auction

Thursday, March 6, 2014

Happenings Around The Campground

TREATS

I am happy to report that we are getting treats from the "treat man" almost every day.  If we take a walk between 8:30 am and 9 am, we are pretty likely to get a treat.  We were running late this morning and I thought we were going to miss out.  We saw him giving treats to some other dogs but he left before we reached him.  Scout was wanting to run to catch him. BOL!  Yep, the treat man really motives Scout to take walks. 

Mama says we are getting spoiled because if we see a golf cart, we think we should get a treat.  I am embarrassed to say that we have tried to get treats from people who don't have them.  There are three golf carts with treats and two of them have the good ones. Scout still refuses to take plain biscuits.  I don't want to make the treat man feel bad, so I take Scout's.  BOL!

One time, I was busy watching a squirrel and the treat man stopped and handed Scout a treat.  Mama told him not to bother with mine.  He got out of his cart and put the treat in my mouth and told me to make believe I was crunchy that squirrel.  Mama says she wishes she had her camera because I was concentrating on the squirrel and crunching a treat at the same time.  I love the treat man.

VISITORS

We have a big group of Canadian visitors staying here. They speak French, so I can't understand them.  However, this morning they were standing in a group talking while we walked by and one of them said "Wee Wee".  I know what that means, so I went wee.  BOL!

THROW BACK THURSDAY

We thought we would start posting an older photo of us on Thursdays.

Me in Feb 2013 showing my displeasure over the "No Pets Allowed" sign.

 
Scout modeling a hat Mama knitted in Feb 2013.
Joey,
The Greyhound Who Thinks All Campgrounds Should Hand Out Treats

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

A Strange Weekend

Mama is almost always with us.  This past weekend, she took a motorcycle class which meant that it was just Dad at home with us. It was the first time that we have had him all to ourselves for that long - two full days.  It was different having Dad with us, but it was fun.  We had a nice relaxing weekend of sleeping, watching movies, sitting outside and more sleeping.  He didn't run the vacuum or the washing machine which made us very happy.

Mama learned when we were in Houston that she had to take a motorcycle class to receive her motorcycle license for Buddy.  (Buddy is her scooter.)  She really didn't want to take the class.  She waited until we moved here because there was a class that was only a few miles from home. The one in Houston was an hour away and she would have to be driving in rush hour traffic.  It also meant that we would be left home alone for 12-13 hours and she refused to do it.  There is a scooter only class offered here, but it was also about an hour away. The folks drove to the location the week before and Mama decided she would take the regular motorcycle class instead.  It is a good thing she did because the weather on Sunday turned icy and she would have had a very long drive home.

Buddy

Saturday was the first day of class.  Mama was the only girl and definitely older than all the boys.  There were five "boys".  They all rode motorcycles and Mama rode a scooter.  The first part of the class on Saturday was in the classroom and the second part was on a course.  The weather on Saturday was about 80.  Mama got overheated at one point due to all the gear. (helmet, long sleeves, gloves and boots) She drank two bottles of water and was fine.  The second day of the class, they started out on the course because bad weather was predicted and the instructor wanted to get them inside as soon as possible.  It was very cold and all their hands were freezing even with their gloves.  They ended the class with ice on their helmets and coats.  BOL! 

Mama said the class was fun and she learned a lot. She would have enjoyed it more if she wasn't so worried about passing.  She said if she failed, she was selling Buddy.   She learned to weave, stop fast, do a figure 8 (which was her worst thing) and to swerve and stop.  I am sure she learned other things, but those are what she talked about the most.  Her favorite was the stopping fast and the swerving and then stopping.

The boys had the most trouble with learning the clutch.  Mama and the youngest guy were the only ones who didn't drop their bikes.  One guy locked up his front brake and crashed pretty hard.  Another guy dropped his bike during the exam and that was an automatic fail for him.

Mama had to pass a course test and also a written test and SHE DID!  She was so happy when she came home.

Yesterday, Mama took a cab to the license office to take her written test for her license.  She was there for three hours.  She said there were 76 people in line ahead of her.  She passed!  She now has a motorcycle license which means she can ride any scooter or motorcycle.  She is still confused by the state's website concerning scooters  which said if you bought a smaller scooter you didn't have to take a driving test.  Well, it turns out you have to take the class no matter what and once you do that, all you have to do is take the written exam.  (The instructor told her she shouldn't have been required to take the class.  He said it depends on what license office you visit.)  It is very confusing, but she is legal now, more confident, and is ready to ride again!

SAD NEWS

Miss Woe, the resident greyhound here, has died.  She was 12.  Our thoughts are with her folks and her foster sister, Marie.  The campground is not the same without her.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Is Sad For Miss Woe's Folks But Happy She Is No Longer In Pain

Monday, March 3, 2014

How Much Can A Squirrel Put In Its' Mouth?

Mama noticed that our new garden flag had holes in it a few weeks ago.  She couldn't believe it since it was almost brand new.  She couldn't figure out how it had happened.  Dad and I figured it out.
 

We were sitting outside and this squirrel climbed on top of the flag holder.  He then proceeded to put almost the entire flag in his mouth and then he climbed down and was hanging by the flag that was in his mouth.  Can you believe that?  Dad tried to get a picture but the squirrel got startled and left.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Thinks Squirrels Are Nuts!

Home Again - Part 3

 Well, we just realized that we didn't finish telling you about the rest of our trip home.  I don't know if we even remember the res...