I was sitting in my jammies this morning when I heard a voice outside the coach... "Izzy! Izzy! Can Izzy come out and play??" I went out in my jammies and met Greg & Judy and Lyle (folks from the NuWa owners forum)... Joan was in the shower and came out as soon as she was dressed. Nice folks; we'll be having lunch with Greg and Judy and will get all the details about the Chicken Creek gathering, happening right now in Oklahoma. We weren't planning on going that way, but we'll see.
Little Izzy did come to the door when Joan came out; Joan put the leash on her, and... the nearby fire siren went off! Repeatedly!! For a long time!! Of course, Izzy thought that these people outside her coach were making all the noise and had come to kill her! Goodness knows, I've tried to convince the little furry girl that no one wants to kill her... we don't talk about what went on in the shelter before we adopted her.
So, when Greg and Judy come back from checking on their HitchHiker at the factory, we'll head up to the Mexican restaurant and get the skinny on Chicken Creek... OK, nothing "skinny" about that good Mexican food, but you get it.
Serendipity... if we hadn't hauled butt to get here, we would have missed these folks. Or, if we hadn't come here, we likely wouldn't have heard about Chicken Creek. Or, if we didn't have little Izzy, no one would come around us. Or...
More news from Chanute as it unfolds...
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
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