Hard to type 6's as i don't have that key anymore. One of my sweet little birds was helping me type one day and decided it looked like fun. She removed the 6 and the ctrl key on the right and the left arrow before i could stop her. they love keyboards. So usually if she is out i only use the ipad. ha ha She loves to help me with everything and she is the one who was the wild woman that we almost got rid of cause we didn't ever think we could tame her.
We are on a bumpy road so forgive mistakes i don't catch.
Well we are almost in Minn. border. Think we will only make it to Jackson tonight. haven't had problems finding a place now that school is back in session and winter is coming on us. We are headed for Rochester as I guess my cousins are getting together on Fri. so we will try to be there for that.
Well yest we finished in the badlands and we did lots of hiking, taking pictures (which probably all look the same) and went up and down a million (well maybe that's an exaggeration) stairs. Then we drove till it was dark and we ended up in Murdo. Well don't ever go there. I decided I hate the town. People are rude, lazy and very flippant about things. I say that as I had to interact with some. Why you ask? Well because on the overpass I saw a corgi running around in the road, acting lost and confused. We stopped in the traffic with this rig and I ran back to get him. Of course he wouldn't walk on a leash so I had to carry him back to the RV. Then we went to the RV camp spot. Would they help, minimally. After some sarcastic comments about the people in town just let their dogs run, everyone does, and sometimes they get lost. No there is no vet available, well maybe, if they can find his number, etc etc. I was getting more and more upset. So I took the numbers they gave me and stormed out saying," I sure as hell hope I never need help in an emergency here." It was after that statement i guess when they gave me the phone numbers. I went back to the RV and called the number. No answer but left a message. We then went out to supper as it was 8pm and we sure as hell weren't in the mood to cook. The corgi was a sable and white intact mail with no collar or identification of any kind. He appeared to be young. He was as cute as could be, wanted to play play play, quite the dog. We formulated plan B at supper that we would proceed to Chamberlain where we would check him for a chip and if didn't have one we would find a corgi rescue. I then contacted my friend Barb Mayer who works tirelessly with corgi rescues and corgi health problems and obtaining carts for paralyzed corgis and such. I told her i needed help and she got on the Internet and contacted rescues and put it out on lists and was up late helping me. She even found a person in south Dakota who wanted to get a rescue from the rescue group. So I even by bedtime had found a potential home for the guy. Then the lady from the vet office called me (not sure if it was the vet or a worker) and said she had taken the info i left on my message and called everyone she could think of that might know who this dog belonged to. No one had answered but she would call if they did. Early this am we get a call and the owner had gotten the info somehow (from a neighbor or something) and would come and claim her dog. When she came she was young and has three kids. Appeared educated. BUT when i asked, why isn't he neutered, it was "Just haven't gotten around to it yet". Suggested strongly that he have a collar with tags and be chipped and she said "ya maybe". She didn't appear upset he was on the interstate and just said, oh yah,, we live over there on the other side. By then I was so damn sorry I had even bothered to try and find his owner. I couldn't preach anymore or find out anymore because by then she was long gone. She just wanted to get out of there ASAP.
Anyhow, it made for a restless nite for us and tho he did settle down fairly well in a crate we had along and ate and drank well, he did fuss occasionally and Leroy did get up once to take him out.
So we got a late start this am again as we had breakfast at wall drug again and did a bit of looking around again even tho we have been there a million times. We had to show Flat Maysen around.
We are now battling the wind again, we had it at our back for a while but it gets torturous out here on these flats at times. Especially in the winter its a bear to drive, specially if it is a tiny bit slippery. I am sure Leroy will be exhausted. Its also hotter than blue blazes it seems to me and the pups are feeling it too. Be glad to stop right now but Leroy is on a mission!
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