The Truck let me know it was time for an oil change. Therefore it was impossible to get anything done until the Truck was satisfied. The trip to Portland and the Wal-mart was gentle. The oil change bay was waiting for us and the Truck finished the required maintenance with a grin on its grill.
Back at the campground my able assistants were keeping a close eye on everything. Tig was manning the grass level surveillance.
And Toby was high on the porch keeping track of all the elevated happenings.
They are quite a team.
As you can see they are invaluable to the operation of the campground. Believe me they really know how to try to have tooooo much fun. TheOFM.