by Fred Prout
I hope everyone involved in this story is reading it.
Well, actually, I hope everyone is reading it.
I am looking at what is, arguably, the ugliest mug around. No, I’m not looking in the mirror. I’m looking at a mug of a muddy orange color that does not exist on any color chart. It was bought in a dollar store and would probably qualify for a 50% off sign had we not bought it. Continue reading
The number of Timber Valleys’ pioneer members is slowly dwindling. Ruth Doss, an original member, passed on October 4, 2021. Back in 1990, Ruth and her husband, David, were camping on the Oregon coast when a fellow camper told them about the park in Sutherlin that he was helping to build. They drove over, joined Escapees, and moved into the park on Sept. 3, 1990. They got the lot they wanted, # 157, and never changed lots. David passed away in 2009 and Ruth remained on lot 157.
It’s a cat carrier, lets’ call it a “cat taxi”. Maybe Amber will like it better; right now she is highly suspicious. Really, it’s probably all my fault. I bought a cheap “Pet Taxi “at the thrift store and set it in the middle of the floor to let Amber get used to it. She ignored it. So I put some of her dearly beloved treats in it and left it. It was a side-opener and she cautiously reached in for the treats. Only her little black rump protruded and I thought I had it made.
Christine and George Utz moved into Timber Valley R.V. Park on their wedding anniversary, May 21, 2016. They considered it their anniversary present. They were both very happy with Timber Valley and felt it was “home”.
We have anOTHER cat in our house. “Other”. That’s the cat’s name that lives in the bedroom behind the mirrored closet doors! I realize that’s what Amber’s been trying to tell me for some time. Amber watches her. She hops up on the bed and peers into the full-length mirror. “Other” is watching her: ears back, tail twitching. “Other” hunches and glares at Amber.