Hello my furry and human followers.  Lindsey here lovin’ Small RV Living with my Weekly Bark Report.  Mom and Dad call our small home on wheels a Winnie-Bagel Aspect. Not sure why.  I know what a bagel is but I thought Winnie was a bear.  A poo bear to be exact.  Hmm.  He must be pretty smelly if he’s made out of poo.  From my point of view our Winnie doesn’t smell so who can figure out humans?

So this week I get to tell you all about small RV living.  (I like to call it our small RoVer.  Kinda cute, huh? Get it, Dog, Rover?  Sometimes I crack myself up.  Baroooo!) At first I had to really get used to Mom and Dad crowding me in bed but I trained them good enuff.  If I push just right I can push mom right off the bed.  That let’s her know who’s the boss of this RV!

Dad takes a little more leg action to push him. There’s a really neato place to help me get up on the bed.  Our other RV didn’t have that.  I have to be first to get dibs on the bed.  If I’m really good I can even get the tv thingy and change channels for them.  I sometimes like to sleep on it just in case the need arises.

Another great thing about small RV living is that we spend a lot of time outdoors enjoying the different places we stop at.  I love that because I always have lots of p-mail to answer!  Also, I get lots of Mom and Dad time. I keep close just in case they need me!

My favoritist thing about our Winne is I get to sits between the seats when we are moving down the road.  Right there by Mom and Dad makin’ sure they are doing everything just right with their hands on that wheel thing. How cool is that?!  

AND playing ring when we are moving is the bestest game every.  They throw it and I bring it back!  Adds a new level to the game.  Just need to tell y’all to be careful to not hit the bed if they round a corner or start up real quick. Stops can send me slidin’ on the floor.  Don’t like that much. I fell down the door steps once or twice and it’s scary.  

With this RV I can look out the door all the time.  Dad thinks he’s so smart putting something on the seat when they are gone but I know if I lay just right I get a clear view out the door window.  All that action going on out there that I missed in that big old Box we used to have.  

Yo, and check out the kitchen. It is so handy for me to be ready for clean up when Mom drops something chopping or hang under the table waiting for my humans to miss their mouth and drop it.  I think this small home was made for all us dogs.  I bet someone with a really cool name like Jack Russell Coachman, Jake-o Von Dash Hund, Chi Chi Huahua Thor (has identity issues) or even Winnie Beagle, Like ours! made these boxes.  Is this heaven?   

There’s this one really big storage place outside in the back.  Mom says Got-He could have left a body in there.  Don’t know this Got-He guy but I know it’s really big back there. Of course all MY stuff goes inside.  My bedroom is always close by just in case I get tired and need a nap or need to be on duty watchin’ the door when mom and dad are gone.  

All toys present and accounted for as well as leash and winnie-the poo bags right at the door for those social activities.  Gotta have your priorities.  Just so cozy for this full-time RVing pup.  What more could a dog ask for?  Toys, sleep, walks, dinner and a movie all close at hand.  I’m so glad Mom and Dad got this for me!  Barooo!

Lindsey Out!  Leave a comment for me if you would like a more personal response back instead of the usual p-mail!

Hello again to all my furry followers. For this week’s Bark Report  I want to talk to y’all about somethin’ I jus learned about called Glamping with Dogs, RV style. I was thinkin’ pretty hard what I could bark at you about this week and suddenly it came to me.  I been pickin’ up sniffs and pees-ess about this everywhere.   For those of you that don’t know what glampin’ is, it’s a way kool way to go kampin’.  Glamour-us Kamping. Baroo! For this RV kampin’ corgi it’s the only way to go. All about goin’ in style. First class.

So your trusty pup reporter is here to tell you about some kool glampin’ we did this past week  It was right on a lake. (Lake means water, which I for one avoid as much as possible. I am not a Labra-dork after all.)  I jest like to sit and look at it from dry dock thank you very much. The view was great.

This kamp was in someplace called  ‘Sconsin.  I think that’s the place. It wasn’t really a big kamp cuz it was just us and the locals but lots of really neato stuff to do!  They had this really really big bed and breakfast house.  It had a s’more-gus-bord on the floor at all times of the day, lots of beds to lay on, a neato hot tub room to catch some rays, kitchen open all day, lots of ball games and rooms galore to explore.  And it was all-inclusive, if you know what I mean.

And there is a private spa by the lake.  One of the locals invited me in. Gees dude!  The water’s freezin’ and he’s layin’ in it.  He was such a dork-boy.  Hot good, cold brrr!   He sez he knows a good place to go roll in the weeds if I was interested. Sorry, but your fish cologne was a bit overpowering for even me.  Plus I’m already interested in someone else.

A course stayin’ at a lake must involve at least one water trip. One day we went to this meetin’ place on the river.  It was really crowded with lots of boats and humans and music and even some other dogs.   All the humans seemed to know each other. I think it mighta been some sorta party.  All were jest standin’ and splashin’ in the water.  I refused to get out cuz I didn’t have my life jacket (and it was wet).  Plus I only know how to dog paddle and it was deep for me.

Yo, yo like check me out!  One day I sneaked the keys to take Dad’s 2 wheel thingy to go out for a spin when they left.  What to my doggy dismay would happen, handles too far for my paws to stand on.  Drat the cat!  It woulda been so kool with the wind in my ears.  Mom said maybe someday we can get a sidecar jest for me.  And of course, I would have to have some Doggles.  Call me kool, jest don’t call me late for dinner.

Every nite we had live entertainment too.  My new friend Leinie was called the sleep singer cuz he did his best singin’ in his sleep.  Purdy good but didn’t know the words too well.  Dude! It was the Beatles!  No wonder he wasn’t gettin’ many Scoobie Snacks in his tip jar. Poor guy.  And he’s gonna be a dad again next month.

Well Mom is a tappin’ her foot at me with that look. I think I’ll just look at the funny palm tree that was growing here and think about my next bark report.

Until next time, 

Lindsey out

Mom Here!  Please be sure to let your fur-kids share their thoughts with Lindsey!  I’ll be sure to give her get time to respond.

Hello my four legged and two legged followers. Lindsey here with my Weekly Bark Report to report on how Corgi Dogs and RVs united at the Middlebury KOA.  As promised I’m here to give you first paw account on Corgi-Palooza that Mz Hope hosted. You are hearin’ it straight from the corgi’s mouth as this reporter was front and center.

I’m a little behind my barkline cuz Mom and Dad were busy last week with Dad’s class and wouldn’t let me use the computer.  Kinda bites but I’m here to tell all about it now. As they say here in Amish country, you are gettin’ it straight from the horseys mouth. Mom says I’m just a pup reporter but I do want to someday update y’all on other doggy events.  This was just getting my paws wet.

All our parents came in RVs with their furry kids. In my opinion, I feel we must have a comfy ride going to these things.  Mom and Dad always sez they likes to travel in style, and be comfort-able. Duh! Well so do we.  It’s all about the ride you know.  How would it look if us dogs showed up in something beneath our stature.  (For corgis that can be tuff since we are short by most dog standards.) I do have to let my humans drive my home because my legs just don’t reach those pedal thingys on the floor. There’s my short stature again. Sorry, rabbit trail.

Back to the Palooza. We had this really kool place by the pond where we could all FRAP together. (That’s corgi-eze for Frequent Random Acts of Play.)  Some of the boyz don’t play too good. Over a stupid ball.  Geez, grow up.  There was a whole package of ballz and they all wanted the same one.  Us girls played cheerleader on the sidelines.  Kiah even had on her KOA yellow cheerleader outfit.

The baby that came really liked the ice pool.  She thought she was queen of the hill until one of the boyz wanted to dig in it.  Not for this corgi.  I spent enuff time in our big house in the mountains.  Had my share of doing my bizness in that cold suff and freezin’ my puppy paws with ice kookies stuck between my toes.  Brrrr!  Makes me want to crawl under a blanket just thinking about it.  Oops. Rabbit trail again.

Mr Kool Koi had his own kissing booth.  Ms Hope said if you wanted a Koi Kiss she would give to somethin’ called KOA Kare Kamps.  I guess it’s for sick small humans.  I just stealed kisses from him whenever I saw him. I think his real name is Koi Bond.  He kisses real good.

BAROOO!  Yo, yo, check me out!  Do I look hot or what?! These outfits were compliments of Kiah’s Kloset. I looked so Kool in my prom dress that a couple a boys came and had their taken picture with me.

After we got to try on stuff there was THE parade.  Strut our stuff for all the non-pet parents to see what they are missing. And after the parade one of the pet parents treated us all to a frozen cookie!  Yummy!  I’m drooling just thinkin’ about it.  Mom said she was her hero.  She has 6 dogs in her pack.  (Hmm, from this reporters ‘spective, I think in MY house one more in my pack would be just fine. Can’t spread the love that thin, unless we get a bigger moving house.)

Anyway, I want y’all to sniff in your pet parents ears to take you to fun stuff like this. Maybe get on doggy FaceBook.  Start your own Dash-Hound Dazes, Pit-Picnics, Westie-Festies, Beagle Beach Day, Poodle-Pride, Scotty-Sunday, Terrier-Tuesday, whatever.  I could come up with all kinds a neat ideas.  We need to stand united on this and let our RVing pet parents know that dogs and RVs work really good together, and how easy it is to take us to neato stuff!. I had such fun that I can’t wait to go cover another doggy event. 

Bark at me below to let this pup-reporter know what’s on the pee-mail circuit out there in your campgrounds.

‘Nuff said.  Happy Tails!

Lindsey out.

My Weekly Bark Report this time is for the Scare Me To Death Day, or better known as July 4 Pets Peeved (Do I need to mention that I really do not look forward to this day every year? Makes me really Peeved. How about y’all?)  Mom and Dad call it a July 4 Cell-e-bray-shun and I do my best to shun it.  All that noise!  How can human ears stand it?  For this dog’s ears it could be half as loud and still be too loud.  Bang, bang, boom.  BAROOO!   Oh the joys of having big ears.

So, my furry followers, I hope the rest of you have found a really good hidey hole for that day.  Among my personal favorites is under the bed as far as I can.  It’s hard to get under a bed in our RV. I’d go under the covers if Mom would let me up on the bed.  She has this dumb fear I’ll jump off and hurt myself. Grow up Mom!

I know when something is up when Mom puts on my Thunder Shirt.  It’s either those stupid exploding stars or a rumbling sky.  Does she think, I’m stoopid to not know somethin’s up?  I wasn’t whelped yesterday ya know.  Gees La-Wheez!  She says it hugs me.  Okay, I’ll buy that.  Kinda feels more like a nice body wrap to trim my girlish figure.  (Does this shirt make my butt look big?)

So yo, check out the parade.  All the little peeplez  followed behind Mz Hope’s car.  Kinda looked like a mini sled dog pack.  And note WHO is leading the pack?  Yep, 4 legged and furry.  You go my furry friends!  Dogs rule, mini people drool.  (I stole that line. My bad.)  Mz Hope did let me drive her nifty little car with my friends after the parade.  Or at least I pretended I was driving.  I can’t reach the pedals to really drive. You know that, right?

Then I got to meet a new friend.  Her mom calls her a conversation peez. (??)  I don’t know what that means. Talking and peeing?   I hope it’s not an insult cuz she’s kinda cute.  Maybe cuz she’s not a true blood?  I don’t care.  She told me you just tolerate the little peeplez cuz they usually are good for a quick snack.  Food can be found all over their face and hands.  Sounds good to me! She should know, she lives here in this park.

Sometimes when I pretend being askared I get these neat little bone treats that Mom says will make me sleepy and be less skared.  Sleepy, my skinny bubble butt.  I hear everything, and I mean EVERYTHING!  Even in a woofing, leg moving, nose twitching sleep.  I don’t know what these little bone treats are s’pose to be but they are mighty tasty. If she’s happy, then my job today is finished.

Well, that’s about all I have to Bark about in this week’s report. Remember to always stay close to your pet parents especially when the big Boom Booms happen. Lots of parents forget us when they are looking up at all those noisy falling stars. Fortunately, my parents just watch it on TV. I love my mom and dad! I think I’ll give them a big puppy kiss for taking care of me so good

Until next time, Lindsey out.

PS – I managed to get under the covers anyway . . . . . . ha ha Baroooo!! . . . . . zzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!

BAROOOO!  Hello again from Lindsey on the Road.  I wuf being a part of the RVCDA, or better known as the RV Camping Dogs of America.  (I just made that up but you can use it.) So for this Weekly Bark Report I want to say I’m soooooo excited to see my fur-friends again here in Middlebury. Don’tcha just love that name? Middle-Bury.  I’m finding all kinds of things to bury here, as Mom frownz……

Since last I wrote we left Nor Car-o-line-a and stopped one night at a rest area.  I guess that’s why we rested over night.  Good name! Next stop on the hit parade of camping was at a Ground in Indy-ana, which mom called Fair, to meet some friends. All I can say is all ground is good to me so I don’t know why she called it fair. Humans.

It was really boring there.  Nothing much for a FRAPping Corgi such as myself to do. I saw alot of camping dogs there that I tried to meet.  They were kinda stuck up. Must have been some sort of camp for RVs cuz they all looked the same, a big box with wheels like we used to have. I guess we didn’t blend.

We got to meet a new fur-kid named Charlie. He was called a Shhhhh-now-Zer. He told me he gets to go to work with his pet parents at someplace called Workamper News when he’s not a camping dog. Talk about a lucky dog..  Hey Von Charlie! You are cute but not my type.  I prefer the foxy looking dudes like Koi (pictured above).  He duz a sploot that sends my nub a-waggin’.  I sure wish I had a tail like he does. Then I could help around the RV dusting floorz.

Speaking of Koi, he, Kiah and Kimball are my palz that live at the campground we are now at. Mom lets me follow them on human Facebook. Their page is called Camping Corgi FRAPping. And check out one of the cool playground signs!

Mz Hope and Mr Nick do a neat-o thing they call Corgi-Palooza in July.  My palz are the campground mascots so I’m really excited to be invited. Mom and dad finally got with the program and brung me here. It’s gonna be sooo much fun to show off to all the RV camping dog SOBz”(Some Other Breedz”. I heard that from Charliez dad.) Stay tuned for an upcoming Bark Report on this event as this camping corgi will be front and center. You go K, K and K! I’m there with y’all for Palooza!  

Side bar my furry followers.  Let your pet parents know that this Friday is take your dog to work day!  I like subtle hints like climbing onto dad’s computer case, sitting on his shoes, chest press in bed and blocking the door are among my personal favorites. The door blocking has produced the best results since I’m a lean, mean corgi machine and can be picked up easily by dad. I’m really not mean just feisty. But it sounded good, yes?

You know I do have one minor complaint to make.  Don’t tell Dad.  He keeps telling me to move out of his way when I’m under the table holding the rug down. Helloooo!  Does he not know the rules here?  Just because we have a moving house doesn’t mean my personal space doesn’t count.  Corgi Rules baby.  After all, who’s the top dog here? Besides that you just never know when someone is going to come along and steal that rug.

Here’s me trying to get on the computer but Dad hid it from me.  Ha, I found it when he was gone, so take that Dad!  You can’t hide things away in this RV cuz I’ll find them!  I am super snooper Corgi!!

As many of you may not know I have been an only fur-baby since my sister went away last year. She wuz a really cool camping corgi. My hero.  I miss her cuz she waz always really brave and helped me guard the RV when mom and dad waz gone.  She’d watch and tell me when to be on guard and when to just chill.  We talked corgi-eze when we didn’t want mom and dad to know what we were talking about.  I don’t know where Maya went so suddenly.  Mom sez she’s camping over the Rainbow Bridge now.  I like rainbows but I’m kinda a-feared of bridges. I wonder what kind of RV she’z camping in? 

Well, it’s that time again to say buh-bye.  I feel a nap coming on.

Lindsey out.  zzzzz

Hey, Lindsey’s mom here. Now that she is sleeping I just want to say that if any of her furry followers out there want to join the RVCDA, please comment below.  I may encourage her to set up a group, as long as it doesn’t go to her head.  

Happy Tails y’all.

Bark Bark, Woof Bark.  Translation: On the Road Again from Lindsey and my Weekly Bark Report.  Mom and Dad says Willie Nelson is our theme song, whatever that means. It’s been tough this past week. They’ve been doing too much playing and not paying enough attention to me. This road thing is supposed to include me.  Otherwise how can I bark about it to all my followers.

We left that Palm-etto place last week to get some beach time.  Not enough as far as this Corgi is concerned.  Fur-kids are allowed on this beach. Cool! Waves scare me, but then most everything does.  I didn’t get to go too much cuz Mom said it was too hot for my little fur feet.  And it was.  I don’t know what a heat dex is but mom said it was 107. Hard to even go leave a pee-mail. Cedar chips work great when you got to go. Cooler than rocks. Plus you can use them as a chewy toy.

We were at a place called Carrabelle Beach.  I did get to sit outside in my favorite place, Mom’s chair.  (She wishes.) I let her share a small portion of it just because.

You know, Corgi rules are what’s mine is mine and what yours is mine, at leat 9/10 of the time. Nobody at this place had those golf car thingies. I love riding in them.  Other places we’ve been to all the people have them and give out handouts for cuteness. (Note, a cute look and some begging always works for humans to fork over treats.) 

Okay so now we pack up and get “On the Road Again, Just can’t wait to get on the Road Again”.  Off to a place in coaster Georgia.  Dad says was our first stop on our way to where his classes will be.  It was a really cool place although I never saw any coasters.  Lots of nice grass to leave pee mail.

Meanwhile Mom gets this brilliant idea that she needs to get the sand out of my feet and fur from the beach. Sure and I end up getting a bath.  Gees! I wish she would stay off all those Corgi Groups on Dogfacebook.  She’s always getting all these dumb ideas.  This time it was Dr. Bonner’s Peppermint and Hemp Soap.  

She seems to think that it’ll keep bugs off me. Let’s talk bugs shall we. Baths, that’s what really bugs me.  She thinks this stuff smells good but to the discriminating Corgi nose, it just stinks. I prefer my own Corgi-esk smell.   I think it does just fine repelling bugs.  

So here we are now in a new place called Nor Caroline-a.  I think there’s a song out there about this place isn’t there? Where are the palm trees? More different trees here.  We were s’pose to have one of Dad’s classes here but it got cancelled so we’re just going to visit some of their friends. They have a farm.  What’s a farm?  Dad says I smell like a farm animal sometimes. I guess it must be a good place.

I can’t wait to see where we go next.  I’m getting a state by state Shed Monster brush wherever we go. Leaving my trail of fur in every state. Just think, my fur will be famous everywhere!! Birds will flock to where we are just so they can make a nest with my fur. Dogs will come to smell my pee-mail.  

Maybe I should do inner-net posting on Dogfacebook like Dad did with his group on humanfacebook. He called it Used RV Purchase Experiences. I could call mine Used Corgi Fur Experiences. Hmmm.  I wonder if any others have thought of that?  Is it just me or am I on to something really big? Maybe start a group on Birdbeakbook.  

This is making me really tired thinking about it.  I think I’m missing out on my daily zzzz’s.  Been up for a couple hours already.  YAWN!!    

Stayed tuned for my next Weekly Bark Report with my new venture On the Road Again.

Lindsey out.

Lindsey’s Mom here!  Please feel free to allow your fur-kids to correspond with Lindsey if you like.  You can leave comments below and we will let Lindsey get back to them.

Pam and I took an afternoon and decided to go visit the beach while we were passing through Brunswick, GA,  We had just left the beach in Carrabelle, FL as we are starting our journey out of Florida for the summer and fall.  We stayed at Carabelle Beach RV Resort.  It was right across the street from a white sand beach, the kind that you find in the Pan Handle of Florida.  We spent a week there and enjoyed visiting St. George Island.

The site we stayed on was unusual in that you pull in and back out.

While passing through Brunswick, GA we decided to stay at Coastal GA RV park.  It is relatively new, perhaps a few years old and we chose it because we wanted a place that was roomy and designed for larger rigs.  Even though we are now in the 29 foot Winnebago Aspect, when we add the cargo trailer we are 45 feet in length.  It is nice not to have to unhook the trailer in order to fit on a site!

We are posting reviews on rvparkreviews.com for places that we are visiting, so if you want to read what we posted about the parks we mention, you can visit that website.  I use rvparkreviews.com all the time to make a good choice while traveling the country.

While staying at Coastal GA RV Resort for two nights, we decided to visit St. Simon Island. It is part of the Golden Isles that also includes Jekyll Island and Sea Island.  It was a 20-mile scooter ride from the RV park.  It was very scenic and included a drive over a very unique suspension bridge – the Sidney Lanier Bridge.

Once on St. Simon Island we worked our way to the eastern most part to find a really cool east coast Florida type beach: very long and flat sand like you would find at Daytona beach.  We parked the scooter fairly close to the beach entrance and took a nice long walk.

There were lots of people enjoying the sun and surf as the summer season appears to be in full swing.  There were lots of good photo opportunities.

We would recommend a visit to this unique island for a nice getaway.  There are other campgrounds in the area.  We stayed at the campground on Jekyll Island years ago but found it to be much more rustic than we like.  There are plenty of reviews about that park online.

We left Brunswick, GA we headed north along I-95 and have made our way to North Carolina for a week or so.  We are visiting dear friends that live around the Raleigh area. We met them at our first RV inspector training class back in February of 2014.  They have a nice piece of property and a 30 amp plug, so we are spending the weekend with them catching up!

Great friendships are made while enjoying the full time RV living lifestyle!

Check back again as we are posting weekly!!

Blessings,

Howard and Pam

Dealing with the RV sewer hose is one of the joys we get to deal with as RVers!  Whether you are a full-timer, a weekend warrior or the occasional user of an RV, sooner or later you will have a fecal incident!!

Since we switched over from the behemoth 5th wheel RV rig to our more mobile Class C RV home office, we have to deal with the black and gray water RV storage tanks a little more frequently.

Yesterday I decided to really give the black tank a good flushing because even when I emptied the gauges were still reading there was some stuff left in there.  Now, we don’t have internal sensors like some tanks do.  Those can give false readings because “stuff” gets stuck on them and it makes them read that the tank is fuller than it actually is.  We have the external kind so I knew we had stuff that needed to be flushed out!

I emptied the tank and checked inside – looking down through the toilet into to black tank.  Yes, it was still reading 1/3 and I saw why – yuk!!  Okay, so I filled it up all the way full with fresh water and dumped again.  I also did this on the 5th wheel every time I dumped the black tank.  It had a tank rinser though.  Now, I have to use the bathroom sink or a hose to fill the tank.  In this new RV it is plumbed so that bathroom sink runs into the black tank.

I dumped that tank of fresh water and watched the output through my clear Camco sewer attachment.  I noted that sediment was still coming through the hose system.  When I checked the gauges inside the tank was now recording empty.

The other problem we are having is that the park we are in does not have a good draw of waste through its system so I don’t get the flush out that I really need to get everything out of the tank.  When I looked straight down into the tank after the clear water flush I noted that I could still see some sediment collecting around the pipe that comes out of the tank.

I  think I have found a solution to that issue which I will order on Amazon and test out.  I will tell you about that in a later post.

The RV Sewer Hose

But, in order to get rid of your black and gray water from your RV tanks, you need a good reliable RV sewer hose system.  I have been using the old style slinky hose for years. I had not found the need to change because we hooked up our rig and usually left it that way for weeks on end.

However, now that we are moving about quite regularly, I decided to investigate something more sanitary than the old slinky hose stuffed into a garbage bag when moving the RV home.

I have noticed others using Camco’s Rhino Flex RV sewer hose system and thought this may be the way to go.  It has lots of assorted attachments to make the process more orderly and I really liked the end caps that come with the hose system.  Ten feet of RV sewer hose compresses down to a few feet and it stays that way.  Put the end caps on and you can store it safely without worry: no leakage or odor.

Okay, this is where the fecal incident occurred.  When I first hooked up my new Camco RV sewer hose system and pulled the black gate valve, I got an unexpected surprise – stuff leaking out!  Now I have done this process hundreds of times and have only had two fecal incidents.  The first was the old style rubber donut that popped off the sewer outlet, and the second was this one.

I followed the directions about tightening up the hose end couplings before use.  I am using three ten foot sections because where we are now the sewer outlet is all the way at the back of the site – old Florida RV parks, big sigh!!

After investigating further I discover that the coupling that I used to attach to my RV’s hose connection was missing a gasket.  It came that way from the manufacturer and I did not notice it when I hooked up.  Fortunately, I started out slowly as I always do when first hooking up to a new system, and I was able to minimize the fecal matter from going everywhere, including on me!!  And yes, I was wearing rubber gloves.

Well, from here this discussion could go downhill: expletives, potty humor, etc.  But, we won’t go there!!  I did however write an email to Camco about my experience with the Rhino Flex RV sewer hose system.

They did respond quickly and let me know their product has a one year warranty and also sent me out some extra gaskets to fix my immediate problem.  Fortunately, I did have a part that I could borrow a gasket from to complete the black and gray tank dump that I started.  Camco also referred me to some YouTube videos for some extra assistance to be sure I had securely locked the hose end attachments.

We are now all hooked up and things seem to be working fine.  We were in another RV park last week and had much better results.  I think that is due to a more updated RV park sewer system.

Always be sure to utilize a clear adapter so you can see what is coming out of your tanks and to also allow you to verify that your tank flushing activities are achieving the results you desire.

My RV Sewer Hose Review

My overall opinion of this new RV sewer hose system is mostly favorable so far.  I guess you could say I had a crappy start to the initial use of Camco’s Rhino Flex RV sewer hose system, but it is different than what I have used in the past and it does have more parts and pieces.  The more connection points you have the greater the chance of problems if you are not checking your connections before “letting it flow!”

You can purchase parts of the system separately or you can buy a kit.  I bought the 20 foot hose kit that had the couplings and caps included and added their clear adapter which also swivels (needed for my RV) and then purchased an additional 10 foot hose and the sewer hose flush attachment. The best part is that it all reduces down to a manageable size that I place in a small bin for storage in the RV.

So, check back soon as I will be doing a review of Camco’s tank rinser system.

Please feel free to leave a comment or ask a question before you go!

Happy Travels from Pam, Howard and of course, Lindsey!  Check out her weekly bark report.  She has been quite humorous lately!!

Hi to all my fellow tree sniffers and leg lifters.  Lindsey here with my Weekly Bark Report.  I know, mom says I been bad cuz I haven’t kept everyone up to date.  My bad.  I got really lazy with all this hot weather.  Makes my paws stink.  Does anyone else have “Frito Paws”?  Mom is weird.  She smells my feet and says they smell like Fritos.  What’s a frito? 

I have to say this Corgi is loving living aboard my moving house.  

We just got back from visiting my Uncle Adam and Aunt Rebecca and that little pain in my face Rylee.  I love Aunt Rebecca cuz she gives me big chunks of apples and other treats. (Mom needs to be more like her. Hee!) Rylee tries to steal them.  I was hiding in my crate with a big old pillow in front to protect me and SHE pushes it away to try to get into my face, the little brat.  I was pretending to be nice in front of the camera!

We also got to visit dad’s bitch and stud.  I can’t call them Grammy and Grampy.  I’m not sure why so please don’t tell them.  It’s boring there, you know.  All I get to do is sleep in the laundry room while they eat, drink and laugh. This is always my chance to really catch up on a good puppy nap, recharge my battery.

Next week is probably my favorite reason for loving the lifestyle.  We get to move!  We get to leave this place called Palmetto,  It’s really kinda nasty here with lots of bugs.  I love sitting outside with mom and dad but we can’t do that here.  Mom calls them no-see-ums. I don’t know why, I can see-um.  Humans are weird. All these old people here that look worse than my grammy and grampy.  Can’t even take a decent walk here cuz they let their furbabies in my face. GRRRR!  

Now we get to go to all different places and all the cool pee-mails to read and respond to.  This summer we get to move the house alot!  Mom said our first stop is the beach. It’s called Care-A-Bell. I sure hope I can get sand in my toes there.  It’ll be really fun to sit outside again and watch all the people go by.  I know dad will still have his nose in his phone cuz it’s always chirping and clucking and pinging and ponging. 

Mom said after our little Lay Down time we are going to a bunch of new places for dad to teach his RV ‘Spector classes.  One is called Rawlee for in the second paw-week in June.  I get to see Miss Carmen again.  She’s really cool.  

Then we get to go see a couple other Corgi friends at Middlebury. That sounds like a cool place. Makes me want to bury my bone.  I think mom said it’s in IN, or is it OUT?  I can’t ‘member.   Dad has 2 classes there. One last paw week of June and middle paw of July.  I can’t wait to see Koi, Kiah and Kimball again.  Miss Hope and Mr Nick are neato.  They have Corgi-paloosa there so lots of Corgis come. I follow Kiah and Kimball on Facebook when mom isn’t looking. .

Mom says after that we may even get to go to Canada for dad to teach a class in the 4th Paw week of July.  I don’t know what Canada is but mom says it’s really big, eh? I’m a little worried because I may get examined? I hope it’s not like going to the Vet.

Next we go to Mercer, PAW first paw week of August.  Work work work.  All dad does is talk about RV ‘Spections everywhere we go.  I’m not looking forward to going to Nagra Falls area after PAW.  I don’t think I like the name, Bath, New York. I know what mom will be doing 4th paw week in August while dad is teaching if the name means anything.  E-ooooh.

Finally then after the dog days of summer, 1st paw week of October mom said dad will have a class near Chocolate, PAW.  Someplace called Manheim.  Any idea what a Man-Heim is?  Sounds like one of those foamy things mom and dad drink they call beers.

Okay I’m getting tired just thinking about all the traveling we’ll be doing. I think I need a nap, again cuz I know after Chocolate mom said something about heading to Heebie Jeebies Springs in Ar-Can-Sis.  I’ll tell you about that another time.  Time to catch some ZZZZZZs. 

Lindsey out for now.