I think Mr. Knightly is going through quite a bit emotionally on our trip. He started out very excited and loves to be in the car:
But then when he realized he would now be living in the 16 ft. Bambi, he kinda freaked out, jumped up on the bed, curled into a ball and never wants to get down:
Then when we arrived in Monterey on Monday he took about 10 minutes to fashion himself this hiding place in our campspot and stays in this position all day long:
I took him to the beach last night for a little mommy/doggie time and hopefully he's feeling a little better this morning.
I read this quote in the Monterey newspaper this morning, "A lot of money buys a fine dog, but only love can wag its tail"
Love the pictures and the improved podcast sound quality! Don't beat yourself up over the disabled person at the showers. What if there were two disabled people at the campground, the last one to the shower would have to make a choice. Cram into a small stall or wait their turn! I'm still wondering about the logistics of a disabled person in a standard stall, does the wheelchair go in with them?
Oh gosh... the pic of him curled on the blanket is breaking my heart. Like, really, my heart is aching just looking at it. I want to drop everything, drive home, and snuggle my own dog right now. I'm glad to hear he's starting to adjust a little more, and I hope he continues to feel more at ease with the new lifestyle. Thoughts going out to you and Mr. Knightly on the journey ahead.
Mr. K looks like he's experiencing some anxiety from having his daily routine totally interrupted. It might be a bit late, but have you thought about getting him a crate so he can have a safe place to go to anytime he feels upset? They sell collapsible ones at Target.
I go trailer camping and boating for a couple weeks at a time with my dog, a scruffy-looking miniature poodle. Like Mr. Knightly, he's happy to hit the road, then after some time he acts like he wants to be home.
His "safe place" in the world is the truck seat. It's like a kennel to him. But he will always snap out of his funk if we're near the water. My 15 year old dog acts like a pup on sand. The beach is the best place to be!
If you truly wish to make it 'okay' you must learn from your misadventure. If there is only one hanicap stall and several regular ones, will you in the future choose the regular one? Because you now know handicaped people do exist, and can show up anytime. Or will you continue to use the best space because you were there first? Handicaped stalls have to serve regular people too, to make them more fiscally practical for the company required to put them in. But, you did not enjoy displacing a handicapped person in their moment of need. Sounds like you may have learned from your cringe worthy experience, that should be the limit of the atonement you seem to need to 'make it right.'
Have you tried the 'fireplace' in the Mr.K picture, as long as you do not get busted for air pollution, that might be a fun experience to report on.