All is Forgiven

All is forgiven. Daisy was so happy to see Ole when they arrived in Medora she forgot to be mad at him and snub him. Ole was attacked by both dogs and licked to the point where he thought he had lost most of the skin on his face. It’s been two days now and they still can’t get enough of Ole. We just call them Velcro dogs. I just happened to pick up a couple of small stuffed animals when we were at the Wildlife Loop in Custer Park – a chipmunk and a prairie dog. Daisy has claimed them as her babies and won’t let Beau near them. If he comes close or even just looks at them she snatches them violently off the floor and growls at him. So anyway, all is currently right in the Grand Doggers’ world.

We all arrived at the campground between five and six o’clock, visited a bit and then decided to go to the Iron Horse Saloon for supper. When we stopped here a month ago on the way out to Wyoming, a band called Thunder Road was playing at the Iron Horse. We lucked out on Saturday night because they were playing again, so we stayed and listened to the music for a couple of hours and danced a bit, too. We all had a great time; even the doggers who were waiting in the car were entertained. The car was parked on the street where we could see it from the patio we were sitting on. The sidewalk was full of people walking back and forth. The doggers didn’t say boo until someone with a cowboy hat would walk by – that set them off big time. Guess they don’t like cowboys or something.

Yesterday we all played lazy and lolled around for a good portion of the day. I think everybody was tired. Later in the day we ventured out to tour the Chateau de Mores. Go HERE to find out what the Chateau is and about how the Marquis was so ahead of his time. It’s quite a story that took place back in the 1890s.

Then it was home to hot dogs on the grille, live music in the campground and a very relaxing evening out under the stars of western North Dakota. No bugs, no humidity, and no traffic noise.