Home Sweet Home!

We made it home by about 2:30 this afternoon. Dogs were so happy to be in their own yard. We're happy to be home, too.

We really like the look of our new safety features--railing and lights on front steps. And we feel much more secure that there is less of a chance of another injury on our steps.

Brrrrr!

It was 19 degrees when we woke up early this morning in Bend. In May! Brrrrrr. Alex helped me walk the dogs and we found this property where the sprinklers had come on while it was so cold. It looked like a silver thaw---so much ice.

















Monte and Brenda's house has a view of Mt. Bachelor where the boys like to snowboard and ski.



















The boys love walking the dogs and the dogs love them. Happiness is having Josh and Alex with them.




















My baby brother and me.


















Monte, Brenda, the boys and our girls.



















Mt Shasta was gorgeous as we wove our way down Oregon and into California at Weed.













We got to the RV park and a fascinating dog was at the dog area. Her name is Helen Keller because she was born blind and deaf. This wonderful older couple trained her to respond to touch signals and take her to schools and nursing homes. She was so sweet, loved sniffing our dogs.

After waking up shivering, we ate dinner outside at this RV park in Redding. The cool weather was so nice, but now it is back to reality.

Snow in May?

This was our view as we left Mom's lower driveway. She sure lives in a beautiful area.












I couldn't blog last night because there was no signal. It was quite a trip to Mt.Hood, OR. Lots of rain and even more wind the whole way. As we drove across the bridge over the Columbia River it was so windy it felt like it would blow the RV over. Gary had to slow way down to make it safely across the bridge. Super Scary!


















We stayed at a lovely RV park at the base of Mt.Hood. You could tell it rains a lot here by the moss on all the trees. It rained all night long. Our new windshield leaks, so we had a bit of a clean up. Guess we'll take it back and ask them to fix it right.
















We drove away about 11 a.m and within 10 minutes we were driving in a snowstorm. Those are snowflakes coming down.

















And this is how much had fallen before we got there.



















We made it to my brother's house in Bend. Both dogs recognized the route when we turned onto their street and were watching for the boys who always come to take them for a walk right away.


















As my brother bbq'd chicken, some deer came to visit on their land. Sometimes the deer come right up to the flowerbed outside their family room window.















We had a nice visit and a good dinner. As we walked the dogs Gary commented that he thought it was freezing out. We set out our thermometer and sure enough. You can see he was right--28 degrees!

Clean Dogs

Mom wanted to serve crab for dinner so I rushed out first thing this morning to get it for her. Then it was off to the do-it-yourself-dog-wash. That was a first for our girls and they loved it! Tule especially enjoyed the dryer. Elsie could hardly wait for Tule to get out of the tub so she could have her turn. I was amazed. And now we have two very clean dogs.


















Gary used a chain saw to cut the tikis into manageable sizes so we could fit them into the RV. Britta gets one and I get to figure out where to put the other one. They are real treasures--family heirlooms since my Dad made them.



Had a great crab dinner with potato salad. My sister and brother-in-law came over to enjoy dinner and a visit before we leave in the morning.

Busy Day

Today we enjoyed the goat deciding to climb in the manger to eat her dinner. The horse just ate around her while Elsie stared on in fascination.

















I made dinner for my Mom's 3 local living friends tonight. Gary bbq'd pineapple and teriyaki chicken and I did the rest. Kept me busy all day, but it was a fun evening.

There are three bird's nests on or near Mom's house. Can't get a shot of one, but the other two are here:



































This tiki is one my Dad made. We are figuring how to cut it so it can fit in the RV to come home with us. It truly is an heirloom since Dad has been gone 29 years and he made two of these at least 10-15 years before he died.