I don't make a lot of personal posts so please bear with me. #Rufus hasn't been doing well for the past week or so. I mean, he's 13 (at least), and has slowed down due to age, but the past week or two he's been acting like every movement is a Herculean effort. A few times in the past couple of weeks his rear legs have given out on him completely to where I've had to pick him up and carry him which is, in itself, telling. Rufus has always hated being carried and struggled continuously when I did so. Yesterday while petting him I noticed two golf-ball sized things up under his chin. Now, they may be benign lipomas as Rufus is covered with them (one one each thigh, one on each shoulder, one on his chest and a few smaller bumps here and there) or they may be indicative of something else. I'm no vet and aside from emergency medic battlefield training I have no medical experience whatsoever, but these new things seem to be where your or mine lymph nodes are located....
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I just don't really have that level of minimalism as a desire anymore.
In a way it is more fun. No bathing concerns, a toothbrush and bottle of water and changea of socks and underwear for every other day.
Ride, sleep, or drink.
But I have more stuff I want to do now.
I like camping and I like motorcycling. I would like to do a weekend moto-camp trip now and then. So I'm going to make something like this for myself. I'll let y'all know how it goes.
When I travel with Ken, he has perfected the tent travel set up. Nice tall dome tent, queen air mattress, and two, zero degree sleeping bags that zip together. A must have even in the summer some times. I carry one sleeping bag on the back seat of my bike, and he carries the rest of that perfectly rolled inside a tarp and then into a duffel.