My friend and I have been RV shopping at used rigs for fun. There are times I daydream about replacing my rig, but so far none of the ones I look at seem like home sweet home.
So I clean and organize my wheel estate then give it a great big hug!
Below, Harley celebrates his birthday and Christmas fighting with his new toys on his old rug. Hard to believe the little trouble maker is 6 years old now. Still has those long spindly skinny legs trying to hold up his diminutive body which he heavily abuses.
Well, Harley fancies himself a 200 pound guard dog. A new RVer was out walking his great big doggy. His dog probably weighed at least 120 pounds or more. Harley was at the end of his tether straining and barking at the stranger and his canine. Before I could shut him up, Harley broke the metal part of his leash, the swivel and hook.
Because the little monkey was lunging at the end of his leach which broke, it shot him across the property and next thing he knew he was face to face with the jumbo sized dog at the edge of the paved park road.
Harley shut up and suddenly wagged his tail furiously fast in an attempt to befriend the giant dog before he became merely an appetizer. Well it worked, turns out the big doggy likes little crazy canines, so Harley made a new friend.
Honest to goodness... ANOTHER broken leash? This guy is rough on his equipment. Luckily I keep spare leashes around. I did get several years out of that leash and it was only a $1 special deal from Dollar Tree. Also it has been "dragged" up and down beaches and out in nature. Places where I secretly let Harley have some freedom.
Any day the sun comes up, it's another miracle of life! Enjoy! Rejoice! Go forth. Be happy. Do something awesome.
Life is goof!