The "LoW" in the name refers to "Loners on Wheels", a group of RVing singles that the park caters to (but is not restricted to). Our good friend Bill Garmire was staying here so we dropped by for a night to see him. There was a Thanksgiving Dinner with all the trimmings being served at the local senior center that afternoon, so we headed over and stuffed ourselves. The next morning we agreed to take a foundling cat (~9 months old) to Benson -- Bill was thinking he might adopt her, and was heading to Benson in a few days. He notified us in transit that he'd decided against it, so we let her sleep overnight in the casita (we weren't sure she was disease-free & didn't want her mingling with our cats) and were faced with the dreadful task of taking her to the Animal Shelter the next day. The worst part was she was a beautiful pastel calico who took to us immediately, falling asleep in our laps and being generally loving & playful. But we just couldn't subject our aging cats to such a disruption, especially frail little Rainbow. We did learn that she was adopted 3 days after we turned her in, to a man that the shelter manager was personally acquainted with. The shelter in Benson has a reputation for excellent screening of adoptive "parents".
# posted by Doug and Willie @ 8:46 PM