... pretty much, anything? First night out on the road with the boat. When loading, I carry stuff to the boat, then lift it up to Joan; she puts it all away. Pretty easy to figure out which of us is the mule, and who is the organizer. I had to ask quite a few times, "Where would I find...?"
Little Izzy had no problem finding her food, potty, toys, and blanket... well, she was given "a tour" when we settled in.
This park has a small lake (well, pond), so there are ducks and geese that wander the grounds. Pretty obvious that these birds are used to being fed - they walk right up to each new rig that pulls in. When Izzy got a look at the geese, the hunting instinct kicked in and she crouched down, ready to pounce... until the geese got close enough that she could see they were bigger and there were more of them! "Momma, save me!"
Up and at 'em this morning. Nobody slept great (new bed, new noises), but we've had showers and breakfast... let's take on the day!
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