Remember this post where I thought the dogs were doing better than the humans? I take it back.
You can see where they broke out of their bedroom. They ate a plant I have owned for over 20 years. Vince is pretty sure I can bring it back to life. In fact, he has ran to Target for potting soil and plant food to try to resuscitate her because I cried. The fact that I cried is a big deal. Before we began this tiny home on wheels adventure, Vince had only seen me cry twice. The first time was when we watched “Marley and Me.” Ironic. The second time was when I lost Lori. The 3rd, 4th, 5th, 45th, 72nd, 101st time has been in the past two months. Again, we chose this and I love this adventure and our new jobs but it’s been an adjustment.
Maybe the dogs are acting out by eating my Timberland boots. Good news is I can now legit buy a new pair of shoes. They chewed up magazines I haven’t read and stomped on my heart. We were gone most the day but not longer than when we worked normal jobs. I took them on an extra long walk this morning. Vince even came out looking for us but so much for doing nice things for these ungrateful dogs!
Here’s your camper tour – freaking dogs destroyed our living room, kitchen, dining room and their bedroom. Closed door is the bathroom. Not sure why they didn’t piss in my bed again since the paper doors were open but it doesn’t appear they even entered.
It felt like we walked inside a dumpster. Welcome home. I’m turning on The Killers full blast and cleaning this shit up! Sorry neighbors that chose to move in Right Next To US with a campground full of empty spaces but the music is going to be loud. We are moving tomorrow so you know what that means – Campground Review! Read my last one here: