Happy Birthday to Shap !

We are in Waynesville, NC, about to embark on a ride over the Smokey’s and then on to Dollyland. Yep, who can resist an opportunity to see Dollyland. Shap and I are always up for places like Elvis’s home, Memphis, Nashville and all the Historical sites.

This is the first time I have had internet since we left Gettysburg which is why I am sending so many blogs. We have spent the last couple days at Grayson State Park where there are wild ponies roaming and fabulous views of the Blue Ridge Mts. We were at 5800 feet within a beautiful primitive campground. We hiked up the Appalachian Trail to the height of the land through meadows and around huge rocks. We watched as they began a controlled burn to bring the soils back providing nutrients for the horses and the health of the land.

Yesterday was a leisure day traveling to Waynesville. Olive is trying to get her two cents in here.

“It’s about time, I get a say in this trip. First of all, let me make it very clear I wish I could talk. I would have told them I was perfectly happy at home. Now I have to sit in this ridiculous car seat and pant, I am so scared. Then we get out and just as I relax we are back in the van. What’s more they took me to see where I was born. I thought they were going to leave me there.

Actually, it wasn’t that bad. There were some pretty good looking Welsh Terrier’s there, mind you they had the correct cut and I looked like some country bumpkin. But seriously this place was not overly impressive until I met Annie, the breeder. She was so nice, even if I wouldn’t get near her. I saw her Bernie sticker and I knew right away she was my kind of gal. I might have met my Mom but not sure, I did see a rather studly guy who I could have cozy up to, but he was in a pen with some other female hoping to get her pregnant. I will have none of that.

We left too soon, back in that damn van. Will this trip never end? “