For at least the past two months Miss Bungee has been our constant road companion. We tried to replace her with the actual working travel locks for the wardrobe doors but every RV parts store I visited listened to my polite request only to reply “NADA! Go to Monaco.” I know back at Sicard’s they have lots of them just waiting for us to break another one. If Sicard’s stock them then so does someone else.
Wednesday on our way south to Amado we stopped at the new western Lazy Days in Tucson. He not only knew what I wanted, he had them. He has one less package now because I bought one.
Friday morning, on our down to one dog day, Mar and I did the repair. She is so damn cute in her designer coveralls with her leather tool belt some days I just break things on purpose. Oops, don’t read that last part. So now Miss Bungee goes back in the bungee box to await her next assignment and we are sooo happy to not have her staring back at us in our bed.
Buster came home at about 3:00 yesterday afternoon and is doing just fine. He had one broken and 6 rotten teeth. He has a lot more room in his little mouth this morning.