Twiddling

Yep. Twiddling. That's what I've been doing just about all week, waiting to get the tow plate installed on the car.

Took the dogs to a dog park in San Antonio on Monday, Feb. 25. It was a long drive, but the dogs were starting to get cabin fever, as am I. Drove through Lackland Air Force Base, which reminded me strongly of Kirtland AFB in Albuquerque. Only spent about thirty minutes at the park, 'tho, because Annie was attacked by another female dog. No damage done, but I didn't want to stay and have to follow Annie around to make sure the other dog left her alone.

While we were there, Sonny Wagner at Wagner RV called to say I could bring the car to his shop Thursday at 9:AM to have the tow plate installed on the car. Good news, finally!

One of the gals at the RV park followed me to Wagner RV Thursday morning, and we left the car there. Sonny said I could bring the RV the next day, and he'd get Van Go and Oor joined together. Bette and I left and went to breakfast, then walked around a local mall for a while, where I found new spring/summer shoes. I'd been looking ever since my arrival in Hondo. About an hour after we'd left Wagner RV, Sonny called to tell me that the tow plate he was going to install was the wrong one. Of course it was. He said he'd reordered the right one and was having it overnighted to the shop and would start work Friday morning as soon as the plate arrived.

I'm going to be here yet another weekend, and this time without Oor. I'm not happy, but at least I've got two new books to read while I'm twiddling again. Or still.

Nutz!