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Daisy does Tampa

We know you're following our blog with baited kibble breath and not getting your "Daisy a day" fix. We've been lazy. But if you can't find a daily update look up the old song called "A Daisy a Day" by Judd Strunk and that'll get you through until our next entry. As my dear friend Suzi in Sedona said, "A day without the Daisy blog is like a day without sunshine." Well said. And how true.

We're still parked at Bay Bayou RV Park in Tampa, Florida. A nice place surrounded by lagoons and signs saying "Don't Feed the Alligators".

It's been a momentous three days. The last two took us as far afield from this tin can as you can imagine. It seems almost unbelievable but we'll update you when we get photos to accompany the text.

The first day was all about Daisy. She had her first encounter with a snake--a small black one. We have no idea what it was. It was trying to slither away and she just kept after it, biting its tail. It finally escaped down a hole. She stuck her nose in after it. Not a good idea. When we get back to Arizona the creepy, crawly critters--rattlesnakes and scorpions--are coming out of hibernation so we'll have to send her to snake and scorpion avoidance school. We've talked to several people whose dogs have been bitten by rattlesnakes and the average vet bill to keep the dog alive runs $1500.

But just before the snake episode Daisy, our nine-month-old trailer trash mutt, had her first "love connection". It was with a male Jack Russell terrier; a very submissive seven-year-old Jack Russell. Of course, Daisy's been spayed but that wouldn't have mattered because she was the humper, not the humpee. She was the dog on top. Paul pulled her off the hapless male but apparently it was quite the experience because back at the trailer she collapsed and snored for two hours. After she had a cigarette. That's our girl!

So that's our quick update. Over the next day or so with accompanying photos you'll see how Daisy went from Florida trailer trash to Manhattan's Trump Tower in a little over three hours. Daisy...enjoying the "high life" in more ways than one.

*** The two photos above feature our good friends ("good" because they bought us lunch!) Willie and Gail. A classy couple who've rolled out the red carpet during our stay in Tampa. They're the reason we are here. Willie and Paul were in the Marine Corps together many, many years ago.

Ybor City is the historic Cuban section of Tampa. Once home to cigar factories, today it's a cool place to stroll around then dig into authentic Cuban "pressed" sandwiches and sip high-octane cafe con leche.