With over 100 degree weather, I closed it. That brought about a disaster of mammoth proportions. I realized Cooper was drinking a lot of water (the result of his meds), walking around to the dining room (for you know what), drinking more water, walking around to the dining room. By the time I figured out what was happening, I had a BIG mess on my hands.
The water went bye-bye and I made a mad dash out to the rig for this fold-up kennel I purchased five years ago and never used. It took Jessie all of three minutes to figure out she could burrow underneath and get out so I had put it away.
I thought it to be the perfect solution. Another side effect of the pills is that Cooper is hungry. A few snacks thrown inside had him pushing Jessie aside to be first. Why didn't I think of this sooner?
I'm still on the floor next to him for one or two nights, just to make sure he doesn't escape, but I think this will work at home, in the rig and in Arizona. Since he'll be sleeping in this on the floor, I can actually sleep in a REAL bed.
With cabin fever at an all time high, I decided to head to the new quilt store in the town of Hilmar (big time dairy country). Traffic was ridiculous. I followed a cattle truck doing 70 (speed limit for him 55) and watched as a motorcycle raced by going at least 90, so fast I almost didn't see him.
Then there was the truck pulling his fancy boat going 75 ... I followed him just to see how fast he was really going. Where are the cops when you need them? Don't get me wrong, I can drive like Mario Andretti sometimes, but this day it was just crazy dangerous.
I should have called the quilt shop first. They were having a giant 30th Anniversary sale. I literally had to push through the crowd to get in the door. The cutting line was over 100 feet long, clear through all three sections of the store.
With only one person cutting (I can't imagine they weren't more prepared) I quickly decided I didn't need that binding after all. NO sale is worth waiting in THAT line, not to mention the "Pay Here" line.
Just as I entered the freeway, I saw the sign ... ACCIDENT AHEAD 14 MILES. FIND ALTERNATE ROUTE. No wonder, with everyone speeding!!
I never seem to get off the freeway soon enough, so THIS time, I took the next exit. Boy was I lucky! Within half a mile, the freeway became a parking lot. EIGHT MILES of parking lot.
Seems two cars collided (you know, the ones going 80+ mph) causing a slowdown. Two big rigs ran smack dab into the back of the slow traffic, catching fire and blocking the freeway entirely. I wandered around the back streets before hitting the same alternate route everyone else was using.
It was all in the plan ... it took me right by the Sprinkler Irrigation Company where I might get some info on my brown spotted lawn. I came home with an entire package of new heads which will hopefully solve my problem. $75 worth to be exact, although one big sprinkler will replace a broken one in Arizona. If I can figure out how to change it out, it will save a lot of fussing about THAT lawn.
Nighttime temps here have risen to 70 degrees and are expected to rise even more this week, which was to be my take-off day. 116 degrees in Indio just doesn't suit me at all. Unless things change, I will delay departure a couple more days.
I know you think I'm crazy to head to Arizona in the summer, but honestly, the temps there have been almost exactly the same as where I am now. Since electricity is SO much cheaper down South, it behoves me to stay there for awhile. Of course there just happens to be more quilt stores there and MUCH more to do.