Oreo is hitting the road! (I’ll drive, ha ha.) Her grandma passed away in December after a shockingly brief illness, so I’ve decided we’re going to see some sights before our times come, because we just never know when it’s going to happen.
Our new home on wheels is a 1971 Shasta Compact. Why so small? Because it’s what my Subaru can tow. Once Subie’s paid off I can upgrade to a new tow vehicle, but right now Rosie (the name I gave the Shasta) will have to do. I’m going to glam her up, of course, and Oreo will be able to get in and out with her portable ramp.
For security I’ll be posting our stops after we’ve left them, but I can tell you our first stop features some big, furry creatures Oreo will either love to romp with or be scared to death of. If her frenzied reaction to the Clydesdales at the Budweiser plant is any indication, we’re doomed…lol.
