Rocky's Good

We weren't the only parts of our travel caravan to stop in and see the doc while we're here in Pleasanton. Today was Rocky's day to get checked out.

When you only have one car, and it needs to be serviced, that can present a problem. Thankfully, we are just a few miles away from Stoneridge Chrysler Jeep. More importantly, though, Stoneridge has a customer shuttle! So, upon our arrival to Pleasanton we surveyed our very busy calendar and determined today would be the best day for us to be without our squirrel. Paul made all the arrangements and went in this morning at the appointed hour. Not long after he was dropped back at the moose by the friendly and courteous customer shuttle driver.

Today was the perfect day for us to be without our toad. Don't ask us how, but we've been wrangled into giving a presentation at Paul's old breakfast club this Thursday. So, we spent most of the day pulling that together. On top of that task, we volunteered to be co-wagonmasters for our Winnebago club rally next week. (What were we thinking?) So, we had a few things to tend to for that assignment, as well. These special projects kept us glued to our computers most of this lovely day, but much was accomplished. And, that's a good thing.

Late in the afternoon we got the call to come pick up (and pay for) the Jeep. This was its first "major" scheduled service, so the bill was, as expected, a hefty one. Our trusty squirrel has performed flawlessly during our first year of fulltiming, and we want him to stay that way for a long time. So, we were happy, or at least OK, with shelling out more than a few bucks to keep Rocky at the top of his mechanical game. It's all part of our high-budget month in California!

The shuttle came and picked Paul up and he rescued our squirrel from the hospital. To his delight, the Jeep was detail clean. In fact, when he passed through the gate on his return to the fairgrounds, the guard made a comment about how our new Jeep must have set us back a few pretty pennies.

"New?" Paul questioned. "This 2005 has more than 30,000 miles on it." But, the guard's compliment made the sting of the big service bill a bit easier to take.

Between the noticeably smoother ride home and the unsolicited praise of our "new" Jeep, Paul was pleased and impressed. When he came through the door he had a big smile on his face. I asked how everything went. And, he summed it up nicely.

"Rocky's good," he said.

As are we all.