There it was gone…

We arrived back to the coach today to find someone had stole my bike off the bike rack on the back of our coach. This was a fear that we had more when we first started into this life style…and leaving the coach at an RV park for a week you hope you are with good honest people. According to our neighbour the bike disappeared Monday night, he said the bike was there when he went in on Monday but noticed it was gone on Tuesday morning when he left his trailer, he also seen the seat the idiot brought with him.

I will discuss the RV park more in a review blog…all I want to touch on now is the loss of a twenty year old, promotional bike that we purchased through a car dealership we were working at more than twenty years ago. I had replaced the tires last winter but the one still goes flat regularly, it had no seat so the brain surgeon that stole it brought a seat with him, but he wasn’t smart enough to bring one the right size.

So this idiot even after casing his target, he still left with out a seat, most bike thefts are deterred by removing the seat so I still have the seat in the coach, as most bike thefts are just to be used as a short term transportation to a different area in town…but this waste of skin actually had enough thought process to plan the theft, not a lot of thought but at least some.

So when I reported the theft to the park they sent out a security guard to take a statement, my expectations we very low, and they met my expectations. I provided a statement, and while the young fellow said all the right things, there is nothing that they can do and I just didn’t think the Las Vegas metro police would want to waste time with the theft of a bike that realistically is worth nothing, and with my luck they would find it and they would expect me to pay to have it shipped.

No my twenty year old rusty bike is gone, and I just have to accept that some piece of shit has my bike, and now I just need to move on. But I just picture some idiot trying to ride the bike down the road with a soft front tire, and no seat, wearing a red MAGA backwards on his brain space…duh I hope he’s ok…lol

Mr. Sam goes on vacation

Well the term vacation my be a little deceiving, but that is how Miss Laurie has been presenting this to Mr. Sam. Now for anyone that doesn’t know Mr. Sam is our cat he is a seven year old stray who found us about five years ago and has become a very large part of our life, so as we have planed our vacation, we need to board Mr. Sam for the week we are at the timeshare, how he makes out will remain to be seen. But Mr. Sam has turned into a pretty big suck, when he first arrived we had two other cats, but as life happens, he is now our only pet so he could be making up for lost time by being a very affectionate cat who has come to understand that sucking up has its rewards…

As you can see Mr. Sam has a pretty set morning routine that involves naps on our bed, so every morning after I get up a certain cat takes over my previous warmed spot on the queen sized bed to nap till normally 10 o’clock…I just thinking there may not be a previously warmed bed for his near vacation future.

This was Mr. Sams home for a week, it came recommended to us by Ozzie’s mom. Ozzie is Lorena and Paul’s cat who could be Mr. Sams brother and also travels full time with the “Motorhome Experiment” and can be watched on their YouTube channel. Thanks again to the Charron’s for their guidance into this lifestyle.

A quick view of where Mr. Sam spent a week being boarded, it offered continuous fish and bird tv for his viewing pleasure, there were cats only so no noisy barking dogs. The cages were large with separate litter and sleeping areas. Each cat gets time in the larger play area with a plethora of toys to entertain them. Each cat is checked by the vet to ensure everyone is in good health before being placed into the boarding area.

We picked up Mr. Sam at about 10 am on Friday, while I’m not sure, I think we were a lot happier to see him than he was to see us…just saying

But that seemed to change as the day went on, I’m now pretty sure now that he did miss us, at least a little, as he seems to have stayed close all afternoon and evening…