Pearl has made a miraculous recovery. She seems to be back to her old self. Last night when we came home from work, we had to move out of the way after opening the door. She came flying out, missing the two bottom steps stomped around a little, ran back in to pick up Stinkey and back out again. Poor Stinkey got an a$$ whopping. She was growling at it and throwing it all over the place. So we've taken her off the meds. She's back to eating and drinking too. Her blankey has been moved back on the couch in it's usual spot. Another sign of recovery is that she likes to sneak in Terri's chair while we're at work and sleep without a towel or blanket underneath her. There's a very easy way to tell this as the chair is a dark color and is covered with white fur. Hmm!
On her walk this morning she was back to her normal self lusting after the male dogs, snarling at the female dogs and little fru fru dogs. Pearl thinks she is a big dog not a fru fru dog.
We will be pulling out of here around noon. Our first stop will be along Hwy. 101 in the RV parking area near Ventura.
We've heard from the kids recently. Albert just left Singapore and is nearing the Persian Gulf. Matthew's taken to marches in front of the White House. I think he still has a job. But he's our "social activist." Ashley is doing fine, working at Tilley's now.
We'd like to thank the road crew here in Grover Beach who gave us a great send off last night. They used their jack hammer all night. I can still feel it in my teeth as I write.
Oh and Pearl says to thank Mona for the great tri-tip sandwich. Tri-tip is her very favorite meat.
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