I don't want any of you to get the idea that my life on the road is all fun and games. Most days are dull and uneventful. Like today. Rick has been trying to get caught up on paperwork, so this has been "my view from the couch" all day long. (Except for when I carried out the trash.)
This kind of excitement is nothing to blog about, I know. But a little while ago I had just a little more excitement than I was prepared for.
Because we have gray water but no black water hook-up (that's RVers lingo for-- I can take a shower and drain the sinks but can't empty the potty's holding tank) at this campground, we make sporadic trips up the hill to the public facilities. So a while ago, I decided that I needed to stretch my legs, get some fresh air, and "hike up the hill."
I was, well, sitting there minding my own business tending to business when I suddenly got the feeling I was being watched. Not good. I glanced down and saw a chipmunk sitting by my foot, gazing up at me. EEk! I was--well let's just say I was REALLY startled. The poor little critter's eyes bugged when I tried hard not to scream too loudly, and it took off like a shot!
It took a while but my heart did return to it's normal rhythm. I can't say about the chipmunk though. Poor little thing probably ran to his burrow and put a damp leaf on his head.