Day 6- Canyonville, OR

Off to a really slow start this morning; I did get up shortly after Don, but went right back to bed after my breakfast, and didn't arise again until Geri did, some time after eight.  Don was still busily noodling on the computer, and didn't even start to get ready for our morning excursion until almost ten!  We did get a nice walk eventually, plenty of beautiful grass to roll in, and Don was pleased to see that my poop had solidified nicely.  You might say that I was very relieved, also. 

After lunch, we piled into the truck and headed north to Roseburg, where the local WalMart is situated.  Don found a parking place with some shade for my comfort, and they entered the gates of the Peoples' Emporium.  Don returned to the truck in about a half hour, apparently having been overwhelmed by the shopping experience.  Geri, a more resolute shopper, was left to soldier on to complete the acquisition of our needed items.  So, Don and I got to spend some quality time together until I got tired of it and abandoned him to chew on my pet stick that I keep in the truck.  When Geri finally appeared with her bags of acquisitions, we tooled down the road to the Mini Pet Mart, which I was not allowed to enter.  They soon returned with a big carton, from which emerged what I recognized to be a ramp, which they hope will ease my access to the truck and our new vehicle at home.  They set up the ramp on the tailgate of the truck, and invited me to come on down, which I was pleased to do.  When they then invited me to reload into the truck, I suspected that I could use the opportunity to ask for a reward of some type; I was correct, Geri came up with some nice treats to dangle in front of me at the top of the ramp, and I was more than pleased to go charging up it.  Looks like I have a new ramp.

We then headed over to Winston to visit with Don's favorite Auntie, Dorothy, who is always very nice to me.  When we got there, I wanted to immediately visit with her pet goat, Wendell, with whom I had established a good rapport on previous visits.  I was sorry to hear that Wendell had gone to live with his new owners on their farm, and I wouldn't be visiting with him.  Oh, well, goats come and go.  Anyway, we had a nice visit with Aunt Dottie, and she paid me some endearing compliments.  Our visit ended, and we returned to Seven Feathers for my dinner and continued medication.  Geri and Don were then off to the Pioneer Days Celebration in Canyonville, where they were hoping that the Ladies Library Guild would be offering their blackberry cobbler again.  They came back a little over an hour later, disappointed that the Guild had failed them again; they hadn't shown up last time they were here, either.  Don had scored a decent corndog, and picked up a little chunk of fudge for dessert.  Geri had done a job on some leftover pizza before they left, so she wasn't hurting.  But I could see that they were sorely upset over the lack of blackberries and ice cream.  I tried to brighten their mood with some toy tricks, but they weren't buying it.  So, a little TV and off to bed.  Tomorrow's the big reunion, always a winner in terms of food and fun, plus the big Pioneer Days Parade beforehand.  I'll have lots to report tomorrow, and Don promises a lot of pics to make up for the last couple of days.  See ya then!