Sunday, April 29, 2012


Here are some photos from the trip so far:

Louisa - cried for like 6 straight hours.
Bean - perfect angel.
After listening to Lulu squeal, we decided to see how she
would act if she was loose.  She tried to wiggle
underneath Chris and then she resumed whining and
drooled on us relentlessly.






The boys - perfect angels.


Judey - panting, eyes darting wildly.
Chris and the pups chillaxin'.

Judey-cakes

Evil baby Jack.

What evil baby Jack is going to look like in 50 years.

OK, sorry for the delay, but I'm still sick and wolf pack behavior has taken a turn for the naughty, so I haven't been having enough relaxing/drinking/writing time.

While the dogs are really great in the RV, they are extremely naughty in the beach house.  We are still sleeping in the RV which I should mention takes up the entire front yard - more on that later, but if we want to hang out in the house and eat dinner at the table they charge around the place knocking things off tables and Judey can of course open the screen door so he's always threatening to terrorize the little neighborhood.  It's not super relaxing.

Rosie is parked on the street in front of the house.  She doesn't fit under the carport, so the driveway is not an option and I am a little concerned that the cops will come and tell us we can't park an RV there and then we will be banished to the super trashy RV park that I saw on the way into town.  Last night we go to sleep and we were in the bed in the back, but the dogs only want to sit in the cab, so they were there keeping an eye on things, and everything was fine until around 1:30 when they all started barking.  We called them all back to the bedroom area and I peeked out the window.  There was an unmarked police SUV there with flashing lights and a GSD barking it's head off.  I thought it was overkill to send the K9 unit to give us a ticket for parking an RV on the street, but then I looked and they had one bad buy cuffed and were searching him  and there was another bad guy with black jeans and no shirt complete with mullet laying on his belly on the street with a cop sitting on top of him!  It was like we were in a version of COPS!  If I had taken a photo of this, I would have had to blur out their faces to protect the identities of the innocent!  Now that is not something that we see at home.

I promise more photos later.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

OK.  Everyone meet Rattling Rosie, our luxurious home for the next three weeks.  In a panic at the last minute, we upgraded the rental from a unit that would be comfortable for a family of four to one that would be comfortable for one of those TV families with fundamentalist religious beliefs.  When I reserved the small one, I was worried about ease of maneuverability and gas mileage.  That was 6 months ago, I hadn't even begun worrying about traveling with two very large and one very naughty dog.  I can't even move around my kitchen with them around, so I don't know how I thought I was going to function in an RV as big as a coat closet.

We set out last night a little after 8, and I am writing this from a rest area in Maryland where we slept last night.  Here are the things we have learned:


  1. Riding in an RV is noisier than riding in an open cockpit airplane.  I anticipate permanent hearing loss.  I tried to stuff washcloths between the windows and the screens to quiet the infernal rattling, but it didn't do anything except possibly void our damage deposit.  
  2. When you tell people that you're coming to visit and you want to park your RV at their house, they will actually move away to avoid you.  We were supposed to visit my sister's family on this leg of the trip, but they moved to Denver where they felt safe from our Cousin Eddie style visit complete with big, trash eating dogs.  We had also planned to visit some friends who moved to Nashville a couple of years ago, but he suddenly accepted a job offer in PA!  In the future we will not notify victims of our visits.
  3. New Jersey is still the worst place in the world.
  4. Dogs will always make a liar out of you.  Jude is perfectly suited for RV travel.  Who knew?