Just Another Morning in an RV Park
Charlie; my six year old Cocker Spaniel began going nuts this morning as he often does when a stray dog or cat comes into his space. Of course he doesn’t realize his space has been reduced to one campsite. Just a little less than a year ago, his space covered over an acre of yard along with anyone walking down the street and past the house. It is hard to believe we have been on the road now for 10 and ½ months. To me is seems a long time…perhaps to him, it does not.
The blinds were still closed on the motor home so I couldn’t see what was going on outside. I clipped Charlie’s lead to his collar and turned towards the woods as he followed me down the steps. He shot past me and headed toward a huge sow standing between us and the woods where we normally walked. The animal was out of place and being so seemed larger than it was…easily the size of a small calf ran through my mind.
The only experience I have with pigs is bacon, roasts, chops and other select cuts of pork. Charlie’s last run in with an animal larger than him almost cost him his life, almost cost me my best friend and about $700 worth of vet bills! I yanked the poor dog back up the steps and into the coach with so much force I thought he was going to choke…but if there was a chance that pig was wild and could possibly charge after Charlie…I shuddered to think about it.
Turns out five of the pork bellies were running loose in the RV Park. The owner was on her trusty golf card trying to head one off at the pass and herd the drift out of the park. Never a dull day on the road.