It’s hard to believe!.
One year has passed since the day, August 16, 2011, that the crew and I drove away from the factory in Rice, Texas, towing our Casita home, to start our new life as fulltime vagabonds. What a wonderful year it has been! Those of you who’ve read the blog entries from that date to this one already know how richly we’ve been blessed. Looking back, I’m amazed at the places we’ve been and the people we’ve met.
Now is a good time to thank you.
Thank you for traveling with Bridget, Spike, and me. Somehow, sharing our experiences with you makes the days more meaningful and fun. Writing this blog reminds me again and again how fortunate I am to live my dream with the companionship of my two canine pals and with the enthusiasm of my readers and friends.
I can honestly say that this year has been the happiest year of my life!
Canine Corner: “Our First Year On the Road” by Spike and Bridget
“The Bridge and I have come a long way this past year. Used to be we’d hang out in our fenced-in yard, bark at anybody who walked by, and watch the grass grow. I’d patrol the fence line every morning, poop in the same spots, and sleep under the same ol’ tree. Pretty ordinary life. Remember that, Bridge?”
“Yes, I do remember your little routine. But do you always have to relate everything to bodily functions? Golly, Spike. This is rvsue’s blog. Try to elevate your thinking.”
“Oh, whatever. As I was tryin’ to say, our life has changed a lot. The Bridge and I have met so many interesting dogs. I’ve soaked in creeks, rivers, and lakes, and I’ve lifted my leg on . . . ”
“There you go again, Spike! Stop it!”
“Okay, Oh – KAY! You tell it, since you know so much.”
“Thank you, Spike. I will. When I figured out what rvsue had in mind, quite frankly, I was appalled. The three of us were going to live like hobos! How embarrassing! I was so upset. The first few trips, when we’d get in the PTV, I’d cry. After a while I saw that this is a wonderful way to live. I love it! Don’t you just love fulltiming, Spike?”
“Yeah, I sure do, Bridge. It’s been one heckuva year. Yep, one heckuva year.”