We have been discussing selling the motorhome and decided to pull the trigger recently. Following is a picture of Dart in his usual spot while I emptied the motorhome and cleaned it one last time. This is where he spends his time while we are driving and when I am putting the slides in and out. I drove the motorhome to North Trail RV in Fort Myers last Friday and towed the Jeep so I could drive home. It was a long day. For reasons I do not understand, I spent that final trip down there waiting for something to happen like a flat tire. Since I was by myself and it was the last leg of our wonderful trips with the RV, I became convinced something would go awry. It didn’t. I pulled into the lot safely and turned it over to North Trail to take it from here. We have had a great experience with them and they think they can sell it in 30 days. They have the motorhome up on their website with no pictures yet. Once they have the pictures, I will post a link in case any of you are interested in a well-maintained RV to have your own adventures.
Regis was not with me because he is being very attentive to his mom who is in the hospital with a broken leg. It is heartbreaking. She is a lovely person and should be sitting outside enjoying this lovely Florida weather. We are hopeful for a good outcome and wish the best for a speedy recovery.
Dart did not eat anything all day yesterday and most of today. He was so lethargic and not himself that I made a vet appointment for this afternoon. At lunch, I heated up some salmon and bean salad and his sniffer kicked into gear. I gave him some salmon and he ate it. He wouldn’t eat salmon or chicken yesterday. I gave him the rest of my salmon and settled for a bean salad for lunch and then fed him some chicken. He perked up, wagged his tail, and was ready to go to the mailbox. Whew!
Because things are a little out of the norm at home right now, I decided to not take on any more wildlife for the near term. But, I got an emergency call this morning about some baby bluebirds that survived a disaster. I was the closest rehabber and was asked if I would take them. Of course I said yes. Their story breaks my heart. Their mom and dad built their nest in a home under construction. The workers installed a glass door the other day, shut it and left. The next day their was a dead bluebird by the door. It apparently flew into the glass and died. They heard baby birds cheeping in the house and could not get to them until this morning. Brian, an amazing guy from Eagle construction, brought the nest with three bluebirds to me.
The babies were near death. They likely had not eaten in almost two days and they were cold. I force fed them and put them in a cozy nest that a lovely woman makes for baby birds. An hour later, they were warm and easier to feed. As I write this at 6:15, they are still alive. I have been getting food into them but they are not out of the woods. I can tell by looking at them that they are on the edge between living and not.
Please join me in wishing Regis’s mom, Dart, and the bluebirds a healthy future.