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We have had nothing but confused weather this winter, so we decided to pretend that it is spring and take off on an RV adventure.
More seasonal temperatures are predicted for us later this week, but our weather continues to feel spring like this weekend. So, we decided that an S-RV (Siberian Recreational Vehicle) beach trip made perfect sense.
Pictured above is “our” room in the S-RV – a perfect, safe spot for us to travel in the S-RV. The flight attendant – er, Hu-Dad – makes sure we have plenty of water and our air conditioner is set to the proper level. Oh, yes, our room has its very own air conditioner that is set at “Siberian Husky” temperature.
The human bed is right beside where we ride, which led to this moment when the humans were setting up camp:
P.S. – Don’t worry, Frankie usually is the one who prefers sleeping in the human bed. The rest of us prefer our crates or, in the case of Typhoon, the floor. Part of Typhoon’s “Don’t Touch Me” attitude.
Quick story. When we were checking in, a man on a bicycle stopped the Hu-Dad and asked about our license plate (that might just say SLEDDOGS). Yes, Hu-Dad said, a certain group of dogs were on board.
Fifteen minutes later, Hu-Dad is walking us down a path and a woman is riding a bicycle in the other direction. She said, “Oh, this must be the sled dogs that just arrived to camp.” That might just be the fastest word has ever spread that we were in a campground. For some odd reason, people are amused to see a campsite teeming with Siberian Huskies.
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A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.
Mom sez: Just out of curiosity, how has Landon adapted to the S-RV life? The traveling part, I mean, Is he “top bunk”, or “lower bunk”?
He has done fairly well (except for that “yell when I want something” routine). He is a top bunk dog. Hu-Dad puts the youngest dogs in the top bunk. Something about they can jump and not be lifted.
Our plates read SNOWDOGS and SLEDK9S. Was asked once when in SC about the SLEDK9S. At the time plate was on a dark Tahoe. The person thought it meant State Law Enforcement Division K9s……. hmmmm, “do they look like Malinois or Bloodhounds?”
A beach weekend to break up the boredom sounds wonderful. The beautiful husky always draws people to them.
Seeing all you SLEDDOGS would be the most beautiful sight ever ❤
Did you get a new S-RV? I hope you have great beach weather!
No, same S-RV.
Ok just didn’t realize it had a toy room. Thats awesome!
Good, interesting story. Have a great adventure.