The first stop on our way to Southern California for the winter season is at Pueblo El Mirage RV Resort outside of Phoenix. We plan to leave here on Friday, ending up at Ehrenberg, Arizona, for two days before moving on. It was only a 106-mile, two-hour drive from Cottonwood, that went without incident. Several of our friends are spending the winter here, and Bill Wheeler met us at the gate and led us to our site. (He works two days a week as a greeter.)
After setting up, the first order of business was to take the dogs to the fenced-in dog area a few yards from our site and watch them run loose for the first time together. It was great fun. Kelsey is inclined to chase balls, which Ramsey is not. Maybe she'll teach him.
We are located just a stone’s throw from Luke Air Force Base. Since the last time we were here four years ago, Luke has become a major training base for fighter pilots. Jets take off right over our heads all day long, starting at 7:30AM and lasting until well after dark. It takes some getting-used-to, but is not a real problem.
Things
started to get interesting Monday night.
At 2:00AM, Ramsey limped into our bedroom and jumped up on our bed. His right paw was swollen. Early Tuesday morning, Becky made an
appointment for Ramsey at a local vet.
Knowing that Ramsey is not a fan of having his front paws touched, but forgetting that he also does not like muzzles, Becky tried to muzzle him before taking him out of the truck at the vet’s. She ended up with a serious bite on her left arm. We dropped off Ramsey at the vet, with appropriate instructions (including the approval to sedate him during any treatment), and proceeded to the nearest urgent care facility to deal with Becky’s situation.
Knowing that Ramsey is not a fan of having his front paws touched, but forgetting that he also does not like muzzles, Becky tried to muzzle him before taking him out of the truck at the vet’s. She ended up with a serious bite on her left arm. We dropped off Ramsey at the vet, with appropriate instructions (including the approval to sedate him during any treatment), and proceeded to the nearest urgent care facility to deal with Becky’s situation.
I had an
appointment to see Gwen Pike, a former client who lives in Scottsdale, to have
lunch and to deliver a document I retrieved for her from storage a while ago in
Pasadena. I left Becky at the urgent
care facility and headed to Scottsdale. Larry
Pike, one of Gwen’s two sons, joined us for lunch at their favorite Mexican
restaurant. I hadn’t seen either of them
in ten years and it was fun catching up.
I then returned to El Mirage. In the meantime, Becky had been sewn up and Bill Wheeler had picked her up and returned her to our rig. She had been given antibiotics and, thankfully, some nice pain pills. But she was still a little shaky.
I then returned to El Mirage. In the meantime, Becky had been sewn up and Bill Wheeler had picked her up and returned her to our rig. She had been given antibiotics and, thankfully, some nice pain pills. But she was still a little shaky.
On Tuesday
night the Wheelers, the Van Dusens, the MacQuestons, and the Ebberts went to the Food City market several miles away to
have dinner and celebrate Claudette Van Dusen’s birthday.
The odd choice of dining at the deli counter at a market was intended as a joke. Claudette had been told to “dress up” for dinner at a secret restaurant. I don’t think Claudette was very amused. Adding to the fun was the fact that the market is located in a very Latino neighborhood so the menu was entirely in Spanish and the food was entirely Latino deli food, none of which was familiar to any of us. It all worked out just fine, though.
The odd choice of dining at the deli counter at a market was intended as a joke. Claudette had been told to “dress up” for dinner at a secret restaurant. I don’t think Claudette was very amused. Adding to the fun was the fact that the market is located in a very Latino neighborhood so the menu was entirely in Spanish and the food was entirely Latino deli food, none of which was familiar to any of us. It all worked out just fine, though.
Wednesday was
a “down” day for Becky. She’s seems to
be healing well, but there is still pain coupled with exhaustion. We basically treaded water all day. I picked up a wonderful pizza from Grimaldi’s
for dinner. Wednesday night Becky slept
like a log.
Thursday
morning, we returned to the urgent care place for a follow-up visit. Danielle, the P.A. who had taken care of
Becky on Tuesday, was happy with the progress and said it would be OK to
continue on our way to Southern California.
We decided to stay one extra day in El Mirage and cut our next stay by one day. That will give Becky one more relaxing day and still put us back on schedule.
Kelsey continues to be a gem. She and Ramsey are really fun together.
We decided to stay one extra day in El Mirage and cut our next stay by one day. That will give Becky one more relaxing day and still put us back on schedule.
Friday night, we went to the Texas Roadhouse for dinner with the Wheelers. It was a belated celebration of our joint wedding anniversaries, since we weren't near each other in November. As usual, the meal (I had filet medallions) was wonderful. That chain of restaurants is really well-run and serves uniformly delicious food.Thus ended our Pueblo El mirage experience---or so we thought.
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