It Looked Hopeful...

The road seems bright and hopeful amid the golden grasses and blue sky filled with Hollywood clouds. I mean it. The clouds today look like they are right out of a Hollywood movie set.

The warm sun overpowers the slight chill through open windows. Buena runs beside the car, while I keep watch over her and the road. We're way off the main road, but this is still a ranch area, so I know that at any moment a pick-up truck could come flying over the next hill, headed in our direction.

Buena only wants to run for a little bit, maybe half a mile. At five, she's slowing down. She doesn't have that puppy energy anymore, and her chin is getting white.

She's been stuck inside the RV all day while I drove to Rangely to teach my Thursday classes. I've been on the road already for almost four hours, driving there and back, and while I don't need to drive anymore, I know that Buena needs to run. She needs to feel some sunshine on her coat. We both need the fresh air.

Yesterday, I learned that I did not get that one affordable rental that allowed for pets. Apparently, they had a huge pool of applicants from which to choose. I was not selected, so now I'm back to looking for a rental. I'm giving myself until October 15 to find something here in Craig.