Saturday, September 1
About five o’clock Pacific time today Rusty returns my call. He’s on his way to get Timber! He left the Flagstaff area at noon yesterday, Arizona time, in his truck with camper body. As I write this he’s camped behind a gas station somewhere along the interstate between Las Vegas, New Mexico and Boulder, Colorado, where Timber is.
His truck has been repaired.
“It runs so good now, it wants to go seventy, so I have to pull in the reins,” he blusters over the phone. “The guy who did the work on the rear end, took another look at it and fixed it. The differential they put in was a Mustang differential and they had to shim it up.” Rusty says the newspaper people came by and took pictures. “I must be famous. People honk at me on the road!”
Once the truck was running again, Rusty decided “I had to go get my dog back.”
Rusty figures he’ll get to Timber some time tomorrow afternoon (Sunday). He talked with Jay who told him donated money is waiting for him. This is a relief for Rusty who cashed his Social Security check on Friday, the 31st, which enabled him to get this far. “I got some groceries and gas. I’ll use that money to get back to Arizona.”
“Rusty, be sure to let me know when you and Timber are back together again,” I ask before saying goodbye.
“I will, Sue!”
P.S. I’ll keep you informed. (Right now I’m running out of power for my laptop in shady Oregon.) It looks like tomorrow, September 2nd, the happy reunion of Rusty and Timber will take place!