Day 7
Randy, dog, and I did a driving loop through the Saguaro National Park. Those cacti are very cool. But the best part of the trip was a stop at a Sonoran hot dog truck. (Randy's idea) A Sonoran hot dog comes with everything imaginable including a jalapeno pepper wrapped in bacon. Yum, num, yummy. A macrobiotic's worse nightmare.
The dog had been doing so well until today. She got away from us and terrorized two women walking little dogs. We felt terrible and now she doesn't move unless she is leashed, even between the trailer and the truck.
Tomorrow she can cool her jets inside the trailer while Randy and I go to the Sonoran Desert Natural History Museum. I really want to find out what's making all those holes in those giant Saguaro Cacti. I am hoping we can find that wonderful hot dog truck, too.
For all those waiting for an email from Randy. He said for me to pass it on that his poor PC with the heinous Vista operating system has locked up again. I gallantly offered for him to use my MacBook... but he declined. He has an unexplainable pathological dislike of the Mac. So don't look for those emails anytime soon.
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