Oh give me land lots of land under starry skies above . . .
Hot diggity dog, I'm finally in just such a place! On Thursday, the motorhome left Spokane headed for just outside Butte, Montana. Wow is this place beautiful! I can look out my window and see snow covered mountains and the pretty green valley we're parked in, and just across the fence are horses. Big beautiful horses.
There's lots of green grass here in the park, so I don't even mind getting hitched up in my harness and taking a walk. Well, my idea of a walk is to take a few steps, stop and chew on some grass or sniff the base of a picnic table, then lie down until I survey the area. I don't want any surprises that might scare me. And I don't get far from the RV before I'm tugging on the leash to head back home. I'm not stupid - I remember what it was like when I was homeless so I don't want to get too far from my home on wheels and not find my way back.
There's a beautiful gray and white kitty that comes calling. This one is friendly, unlike the one back in Washington that hissed and snarled at me. This one comes right up to the screen door to visit, and even though I growled at it the first time, it just sat there calmly gazing at me. Sweet . . .I think I'm in love. I excitedly run back and forth from the door to the shelf under the bedroom window so I can keep track of its movements. It gets to roam free so I think it may live in the house on the other side of the fence.
My people went out yesterday and came home smelling of food. They went for dinner to the Big Hole Crossing restaurant in Wisdom, Montana, which they had found several years ago. Judging from the scents they carried in, their food was divine. I don't see why I can't go with them to these places. I'll bet a little fellow as cute as me could get lots of handouts in a place like that. Apparently my people had quite a drive going there over some narrow back road that was full of potholes and went over the mountains. They saw snow right beside the road because they were so high up. They followed the Big Hole River back to avoid that rough, narrow road in the dark.
Then when they got to Wisdom, mosquitoes were so thick they couldn't begin to beat them off. A lot of them got in the car, so they were swatting them all the way back home. Right now the Big Hole valley is marshy because of all the snow melt-off, so mosquitoes have taken over for a couple of weeks. Some mosquitoes followed them into the restaurant, but the nice waitress put a citronella candle by their table to help keep the little nuisances at bay. By the way, big hole is what trappers called mountain valleys out west back in the early days, so that's why that valley is called Big Hole.
Earlier yesterday my people went into Butte for the farmer's market and returned with lots of produce. Guess that means there'll be plenty of salads around here. Maybe somebody around here will lose some weight. Just as long as they don't try to feed salads to me, even though I also need to lose a pound or two. My people now have taken to calling me Chunky Monkey. They're so clever with their pet names for me, I'll bet I could think of some doozies for them, too, if I could talk.
Well I've got to get busy checking out the windows. The weather is gorgeous and there's lots of activity here since a lot of people get out and walk their pets. Some of them are so-o-o cute (the pets, that is)! Got to keep track of them all. I'm in kitty heaven here. Purr-r-r-r.
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