My dog Spud Randell

Having Spud on this trip and others in the past can get you very well acquainted.
Starting in the morning he normally gets us out of bed by getting up and knocking my ladder around as he gets out of his bed that is located between mine and Kay’s cab seats.
He will usually go back and forth in the RV for a while, get a very long drink of water and if were not out of bed by then he will position his self next to the ladder and start his whining, looking back and forth at Kay and then to the upper bunk at me. When he does this his eyes are like moon pies. When I get out of bed he wants to play so I knock him around with my socks and this will cause him to run back and forth in the RV playfully growling at me. I go through the motions of making the coffee and he is whining and looking at me with those moon pie size eyes. Next I will usually sit on the pot and that makes me a captive audience for him. Its like, when I sit down, he says, “I’ve got him”.
Eventually I take him out for his morning sniff along, peeing and dumping. After all this whining you would think he was bursting but no way, he has to sniff everything in sight and eventually pee on a few things. Normally Spud takes a dump about 3 times a day most of the time it’s not in the morning but when he does take a dump it’s a big event because he can’t dump just anywhere, it has to be a very special place. I can always tell when he is about to deliver because he starts sniffing frantically and going in every which direction but trying to get under bushes or small tree limbs. The other day, after finding this wonderful place to take his dump, he was in the middle of his session (balancing on his two front legs) when a ground squirrel ran out of the bushes and started raising cain with him and it startled him a bit and he fell over forward. In his defense, they are real loud. Anyway, I cracked up laughing.
When we are traveling he sits on his pallet between us with his head facing the back of the RV. When we stop and try to get out of our seats he won’t budge. He is on his pallet and he ant moving. The only thing we have found that will get him to move willingly is to pick his collar up and he jumps to his feet because he thinks he is going for a walk. When he is in the RV we remove his collar with the leash attached to it and I hang it on my rod and real. When we leave the RV Spud likes to sit in my chair behind the steering wheal. People walking by think it’s the cutest thing and some of them take photographs of him. A lot of people make very complimentary remarks about how beautiful he is and that, of course, thrills us. When we are out walking him and we meet someone else with a dog he tries to hump everyone of them and some are, of course, offended. It seems that every bow wow dog (small yappy dog) we meet wants to fight him but he usually won’t give them the time if day.
We finely got below Prince George, BC and that means our satellite started working. If Kelly can get on TV we can watch him.
I have tons more on Spud but that should bore you enough so, anyway that’s my dog Spud.

We are dry camping at Snaring River Provincial (state) camp grounds near Jasper, Alberta and intend to go sit in the hot springs and tour the Ice Fields tomorrow.

We are south of Calgary, Alberta and will make futher post later.